Amidst the scattering dust, Ellen pulled open the bolt, and a scorching cartridge case ejected before being pinched in her left hand, clad in a mechanic's glove. The residual smell of unburned gunpowder made her wrinkle her nose.
Just as she was about to comment, Lady Cui Si's ethereal voice suddenly echoed in her ear:
"You know that Murphy's office is right across the hallway, don't you? Do you realize you've just shattered my favorite Icebound Moonlight?
That was a gift from little Mo Fei, and I had just opened that bottle of wine...
Do you have any idea how expensive it was? Do you know how angry I am right now?"
"Uh, I'll compensate for it! I swear!"
Ellen is a good kid.
She immediately responded with a mimicry skill, which elicited a meaningful grunt from Cui Si.
But, beyond the awkwardness, the first thought to cross the young Countess Shuren's mind was:
