Coleya Igret narrowed her eyes slightly and gritted her teeth, "Do you believe I can kill you right now?"
"Not really."
Motan made a face at her.
"You... why?!"
The murderous intent in Coleya's eyes became more pronounced.
"Because, like I said before, you are indeed not stupid, even smarter than most people."
Motan resumed in the tone of 'I go to school and am never late,' and squeezed out a narrow smile, "So under my reminder, you've realized the issue, and you know I'm right. Right now, not only do you not want to kill me, but deep down, you even feel a slight gratitude and admiration for the man in front of you."
After two seconds of internal struggle, Coleya finally shrugged her shoulders, her previously intense vertical pupils softened and she sweetly smiled at Motan, "Alright then, let me thank you. Gratitude is there, but admiration, not at all~"
"That's because you haven't spent enough time with me."
Motan shamelessly shrugged.
