"Noisy?"
Lin Caisang blinked, looking in the direction of the medicinal tub where Suri was sitting.
"Your Highness Prince Mo, don't you find it rather... exhilarating when he screams and swears like that?"
Ya Molian: "..."
What kind of perverse pleasure was this little girl seeking? Couldn't she tell that Suri was cursing her with every word he spat out?
And yet, there she was, claiming to be thrilled by it in his presence. All he wanted at that moment was to tear Suri into pieces to vent his anger. How could there possibly be any thrill in that?
"Do you want him to shout until his throat breaks?" he asked quietly.
"How could that be possible?"
Lin Caisang laughed. Suri's voice was in fine shape; it's not like he hadn't shouted like this before. When had he ever strained his throat?
Despite Suri's corpulent frame and seemingly delicate appearance, nourished within the National Teacher's household, even a dire illness was kept at bay with precious supplements.
