"Have you lost your mind? What would have happened if the bullet had pierced your chest?" Ling roared, pacing back and forth in the room.
Evangeline, who had gained consciousness a few minutes ago and was sitting with a bandage wrapped around her head and her left hand that got hurt while saving Justin, looked at him from the corner of her eyes, unsure if she should stop his rant.
Then again it was better he took his anger out on talking rather than her, no?
"How do you explain yourself?" Ling asked, walking to her, and looking at the girl who was busy eating noodles that one of his men snuck for her because she didn't want to eat something stale.
Evangeline looked at him, taking another mouthful of noodles as if that was the only important thing in the world at the moment.
"I don't," Evangeline said with her mouth full.
"What?" Ling asked, angrier with her answer.
