"You still want to kill me?"
The cold words seemed to be hissed out word for word through the slits of his teeth, bearing an invisible grudge.
The Castle Lord's clear eyes radiated an intense chill as it shrouded an evil intention towards Ye Qing Luo.
That gaze seemed as though he wanted to tear her into pieces, but yet hidden a little of some other emotions.
It was so complicated that Ye Qing Luo couldn't decipher it.
"To catch brigands, first capture their king. If I were to capture you, will I still be afraid of your guards stopping my brothers?" Ye Qing Luo calmly met the Castle Lord's penetrative gaze, as she spoke out her thinking without glossing her words.
"Ye Qing Luo!" The Castle Lord's embarrassment turned into anger as he growled her name lowly.
That cold and passive face revealed a twisted look.
Ye Qing Luo's brows grew even tighter.
From this expression, the Castle Lord's face seemed even more familiar now.