Prince Sharon had never had a good impression of her, and seeing her now unable to advance or retreat, his remaining patience had entirely run out, and his gaze turned especially icy, "I'm not familiar with you, and I despise it when people shamelessly try to get close. If you don't want things to get ugly, stay away from me."
Prince Sharon's voice was icy, carrying a hint of a cold rebuke, and coupled with the intimidating aura he exuded, the young girl was so frightened that she kept stepping back. She had always thought Prince Sharon was gentle and attentive, but had never seen him this angry before. His emerald-green eyes were tinged with Crimson Blood, his handsome face was chillingly cold, and from deep within him, there emitted an aura of ruthless cruelty.
