"Heh?!" Amleth raised her head and looked at Lathel in confusion: "Lathel... I... did I do something wrong?"
Lathel shook his head. He gently pushed Amleth's hand away, then said: "Enough... That young man is dead. What else do you want?"
Amleth was stunned, she looked at Lathel in bafflement, then bowed her head and sighed: "Why? I don't understand what I did wrong."
Lathel took a deep breath, grabbed Charlotte's hand, frowned, and said: "Amleth, I hope you won't bother me anymore. You have your life; I have mine."
"I don't like you; even if this world collapses, I still won't like you."
After Lathel finished speaking, he held Charlotte's hand tightly and pulled her away. Charlotte was pulled away without resistance. She turned her head, looked at Amleth, stuck out her tongue, and said: "Bleh! Bleh!"
