The table looked clean and tidy with important books and reports placed on it, but it was actually filthy.
Holding back her fear, Qian’er forced herself to walk over and stand three meters from the table.
Lu Fenying put down his wolf-fur brush and narrowed his eyes at her. “Didn’t she pass out just now?”
Red Wolf replied, “She woke up halfway.”
Lu Fenying looked with great interest at Qian’er’s face, which was pretty but was now bleeding from a wide cut, as if a wolf had slashed at it with one claw.
But she didn’t feel any pain, and simply kept her head down and stared at her feet.
She was wearing a pair of plain gray shoes that were in the same color as her robe. Her clothes were utterly unexciting.
Yet Lu Fenying found the way the Daoist nun was shuddering in fear very interesting.
Many people in the world were afraid of him, but few were so openly afraid like she was, as if he could easily kill her with one look.
But the people who were bold enough not to kneel before him even though they were terrified of him tended to do unexpected things at some point.
Take Mo Qian’er, for example. She had been meek and weak like a little rabbit that anyone could pet and play with, until she fled in one moment of carelessness.
She escaped… He never thought that anyone would dare run from him.
It had been a slap to his face, and until now, he had yet to catch her.
“Raise your head. Am I that scary?” Lu Fenying stretched out his hand and lifted Qian’er’s chin.
Qian’er’s clear eyes were full of alarm. She had no idea when Lu Fenying had drawn closer.
Lu Fenying’s face was as captivating as ever. Qian’er had seen him once when she was very little and had been enamored. Since then, she had had a secret crush on him.
If nothing had happened, Qian’er would’ve always thought of him as a perfect god.
But what happened later made her realize that the man who was as gorgeous as a god was a demon from hell instead of a human being.
The fear in Qian’er’s eyes didn’t escape Lu Fenying’s notice. He curled his lip coldly. “It seems that I really am scary.”
Qian’er stepped back and pushed his hand away with undisguised contempt in her eyes. “Your Highness, please behave yourself.”
She said it. She really said it. She never thought she would be able to defy Lu Fenying like this one day.
Before, whatever Lu Fenying did to her, she didn’t dare say a word and could only grit her teeth and bear with it.
So, it wasn’t hard to voice her protest at all. Why had she tolerated it for so long back then?
“Aren’t you scared of me? Why do you dare defy me now?” Lu Fenying hadn’t expected her to say that either.
“Your Highness, I’m just here to deliver the pill. I’ll take my leave if this is all. My master is waiting for me…” Qian’er said with her head down. She told herself that she should leave right after she said that.
However… The fear that she had been born with stopped her from leaving without permission.
It was the temperament of a slave that had built up over the years.
She hated herself for always being a disappointment.
Lu Fenying suddenly strode forward and seized her chin. “I can tell that you’re not truly scared of me. Are you just faking your fear?”
Qian’er didn’t know what to do. She could only shake her head hard. “No… No… Your Highness, let go of me. My master is waiting for me.”