It took him a while to remember, was he rebutting the drunkard's earlier words?
He hadn't rebutted at the time, was it because there were other people present?
Was he now... explaining to her?
He probably thought she wouldn't understand, so he condescended to explain.
This person's personality... really awkward.
"But I like the obedient ones," his voice rose again.
Compared to the somewhat stiff "explanation" from earlier, this sentence sounded much more natural,
but that "like" was still uttered... coldly.
Wen Xiao'ai wasn't sure if she was hallucinating, but she thought she heard a hint of amusement in his voice.
Anyway, it made her feel quite good.
To confirm, Wen Xiao'ai's little paw covering her eyes slightly moved away, revealing a little corner of her eye as she sneaked a glance at him.
To her disappointment, his face remained cold and unsmiling, his expressionless demeanor as if he hadn't spoken those words at all.
