Wouldn't She Stab Me, Would She?

Lilith wore a cold expression. When her gaze swept over Wu Heng, she did not forget to glare at him.

Pretending not to notice, Wu Heng followed behind the elderly servant and entered the living room.

"Leader Lilith." The three of them bowed slightly.

Lilith nodded lightly. "Sit."

They handed the gifts to the old man and found their own seats.

The old man carried the gifts aside and began preparing tea and snacks.

"Has Leader been comfortable staying here?" As the local deacon, Shiraque was the first to speak.

Lilith replied blandly, "It is only a temporary residence, but it is fairly decent."

Shiraque nodded and continued searching for topics, chatting with Lilith in fits and starts.

Wu Heng and Shi Yali could only smile along from the side. One was unwelcome in Lilith's eyes, while the other was merely an assistant, so neither spoke much.

After chatting for a while, the room suddenly grew quiet. Shiraque could not find a new topic, and Lilith remained seated in silence.

Shiraque glanced toward Wu Heng.

He lifted his teacup and took a sip. "This tea tastes quite good. Did you bring it from headquarters, Leader?"

Lilith raised her cup and drank. After a long while, she slowly said, "They are teas collected from various places. If you like them, you may take some when you leave."

"Thank you, Leader." Wu Heng thanked her, feeling much more at ease.

Since Lilith was willing to speak to him, it seemed most of her anger had subsided.

Taking the opportunity, he said, "Leader, Treasure Island has been supplying necessities to Netarei City. How much longer will we need to continue? We can make arrangements for future material purchases."

Lilith glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, her voice gentle. "Continue supplying them. Matters