บท 187: The string of doom

"My lovely dear princess," Wei Yan praised Luo Huian as soon as she stepped inside the study where he had called her.

 His old grey eyes were staring at Luo Huian in the same way a beast would look at its prey. There was not even the slightest bit of difference between the two. 

Luo Huian was disgusted by how Wei Yan was looking at her but she couldn't punch him in the face as she needed to borrow time for Kang Jing and Bai Shiliu to look for that album. 

So, even though her throat was struck with seven layers of nausea, she still smiled at the mer and greeted him, "Master Wei." 

"Oh, there is no need for you to be so polite with me," he said to Luo Huian as he stood up from the chair on which he was sitting and walked around it. 

Each step of his made goosebumps rise on Luo Huian's skin but they bloomed in their full glory when the mer came to stand beside her and then —