"Li Huai, I don't understand what you're saying. Can you please put the dagger down? I am really scared." Miaohan clasped her small hands together tightly, her sweaty palms signifying her anxiety.
"Stop pretending. This dagger was found on you, hidden so well inside your clothes. Were you planning to use it against me? Tell me, what's your full name?!" Li Huai stared coldly at Miaohan, devoid of any feelings.
Even if Miaohan meant no harm and was just a naïve, kind-hearted girl, Li Huai would still remain unmoved.
So, Miaohan's attempt to beguile him using her looks was bound to fail.
"Li Huai, if I told you that the dagger was only for self-defense, would you believe me?" Miaohan surprised him with her sudden calmness.
"No!" Li Huai was quick to reply.
