"Ha~"
Chen Xinmi crossed one leg over the other, wrapped her arms around her chest, and a wine-red lipstick held a slim cigarette, her expression arrogant.
She leaned comfortably against the back of the chair, tilting her head to look at Lin An, and slowly blew a puff of smoke towards Lin An's face.
Then, holding the cigarette delicately between her fingers, her face wore an indescribable pride, "You don't understand anything, you have no idea..."
Her red lips curved with vanity and arrogance, "…the power of witchcraft!"
"A Witch Hunter Organization putting all their effort into coming to your house? A Male Witch Organization putting all their effort into coming to your house? Ha~, you think too highly of yourself!"
"But since you think so, fine, I'll teach you a sorcery. I guarantee that even if they all come at you together, you'll be able to save your life!"
Lin An couldn't believe it and looked at her with shining eyes, his voice cracked with excitement, "Really!"
