Chapitre 342: Your Eyes Don't Lie

"Who are you?" The man coldly asked, his gaze unmoving.

Nathasia gulped, sensing the coldness in his tone, and unconsciously stepped back only to have her back press against the trunk of the tree.

"I-I…" For some reason, the man's gaze was making her stutter. It was as if only his gaze was capable of making one fear for his life.

But she couldn't help feeling that his eyes as black as midnight had an inexplicable charm as well.

It was as if he was capable of uncovering a person's secrets just by having someone look at his eyes.

And right now, Nathasia was feeling as if she was laid bare before him, making her feel nervous.

But for some reason, she felt as if she had seen those eyes before somewhere.

The man then noticed the drawing pad she was hugging and knitted his brows.

Seeing that the man was looking at her drawing pad, she hugged it even closer, afraid whether he would take it from her.