Along the way, Onions had been nauseatingly sweet with Inas, showering each other with affection, while showing a contemptuous face towards Qin Chu. Qin Chu couldn't be bothered with those two; there had never been any interaction to begin with, so no one could have expected Onions, that idiot, to actually make a move.
The breaking of the Light Seal was not a big deal, but the dark red thread that had been locked by the Holy Light seized the opportunity to burrow into Onions' body, instantly finding a new host.
For a moment, Qin Chu was bewildered.
He didn't even know what to say anymore.
Looking at Onions was like looking at a landlord's foolish son.
