"Heh. Of course, I want to live. Isn't that why I agreed to suffer such humiliation in the first place? But I had never expected you to be this cruel and extract my vital yin." Amara hatefully said.
"Agreed to?" Max raised his brows in confusion. A moment later, he realized the system must have made some deal with her.
Extending his hand, he slowly caressed her now pale face and asked with a smirk, "How it is cruel? You are my enemy. If not for someone protecting me in time, you would've killed me. I believe no matter what I do to you, it won't be cruel, but only right. Isn't this the unwritten rule of the magic world? Or, am I wrong here?"
Hearing his question, Amara was tongue tied. She knew he was right. If you couldn't kill your enemy, you should be prepared to face a life worse than death.
In the end, she could only glare at him and ask, "So, what do you want now?"
