True to her name as the Dark Witch, she had grand airs about her.
It seemed nothing to Rose Vesper that the magic potion she had already concocted could be improved at will.
On the other side, two nuns, having faced Angelica's constant refusals, had lost their patience.
The expressions on their faces had become somewhat dangerous.
A nun emitted a dangerous tone, her fingers gliding over Angelica's fair cheeks. Down her slender neck, they slowly moved, finally stopping at her waist.
"Angelica, you truly disappoint me!"
Angelica, seemingly triggered by some terrifying memory, just trembled.
"I'll ask you once more, do you want to cooperate with us..."
Even in her fear, Angelica's teeth remained firmly clenched against her lips, shaking her head.
She would not betray her master, no matter what treatment she might face.
Qin Chu was the last ray of light in her dark life, which she did not want to lose.
"Ah, I really didn't want to be so rough."
