"Uh…"
Li Yao asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"
"No."
There was sorrow, forbearance, and desperation in the mental devil's voice. "I'm not angry."
"Are you sure you don't? But why do I feel that there's something wrong with your mood? Also, you've changed the fuel output pattern of the floating fortress and transferred the last bit of liquid crystal fuel that was supposed to be sent to the power unit to the attack unit. It seems that you are ready to perish together with the enemy.
Li Yao said, "Alright. I know it's my fault. I was too reckless, too hot-blooded, and too impulsive. Even if you are really angry, it's understandable. Don't hold your anger in your heart. Why don't you ruthlessly scold me or even beat me up? I will feel a little better, okay?"
"That will be unnecessary."
The mental devil said coldly, "I'm really not angry."
"You must be angry."
Li Yao said, "Don't do that. I swear that I will change!"
