Hearing Defu's words, the child didn't know how to reply for a moment.
How should I put it…
It was like having sucked on a lemon while also having the illusion of having tasted something sweet.
"...Tsk."
The child couldn't help but click his tongue, "You guys... "
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Defu's gaze suddenly change.
Her eyebrows furrowed, and as she looked up, her eyes became wild and sharp—that instant, the child even felt a chill at the back of his neck. It was as if he were walking in a dim alley and suddenly discovered a felon with a blade looking at him.
Before the child could react, Defu threw her teacup to the ground, stood up swiftly, and grabbed the child's hand, pulling him to his feet.
"—Be careful!"
Defu's throat emitted a sharp warning cry.
The child was shaken by the sharp noise, his brain buzzing and trembling. He shivered, instantly alert—
…Enemies?
"Oh, you're quite responsive."
Just then, a male voice echoed from not far away.
