He froze for a moment, then remembered and hurriedly said.
"I... I meant: Do you really think you're somebody? I spoke to you nicely, so why are you acting all cold and aloof?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Shen Wuxiao said with a solemn face, raising his gun and pressing it against her. "Do you really think you're somebody? I spoke to you nicely, so why are you acting all cold and aloof?"
Hexi was completely baffled.
Had this bastard suddenly gone mad?
He even had to borrow someone else's lines.
Was he toying with her?
"I... I don't know how I offended you..." Hexi's voice trembled slightly, though she was not truly afraid.
Shen Wuxiao thought about it, then shook his head. "Seems like you didn't. Doesn't matter, I can pretend you offended me!"
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Hexi's mind crashed.
Pretend she had offended him?
She had never met anyone like this before.
Before this, she had imagined many ways she might encounter Shen Wuxiao.
Perhaps they would stand on opposite sides, locking gazes and competing in sheer aura.
She had never imagined anything like this.
"You can pretend something like that?"
Shen Wuxiao nodded. "Of course. Look, I'm holding a gun to your head. That's a fact, right?"
"For you, what a tremendous humiliation that is. You must be nursing hatred in your heart."
"After I leave, you'll glare viciously at my retreating back, thinking in your heart about how to take revenge on me."
"You'll want revenge, then I'll strike back. That makes us enemies, locked in a fight to the death."
"In the end, you'll definitely want to kill me. So before that happens, I'll kill you first and strangle that hatred in the cradle."
"This is called the Deductive Hatred Dissipation Method!"
As he spoke, Shen Wuxiao clicked off