The howling gale swept across the speeding Hayajiro, making its roof seem as though it had been caught in a storm, the impact overwhelming.
On that roof, Mumei straddled Fang Li, gripping a kunai tightly in her hand and holding it before his throat, her eyes blazing with fury as she stared at him.
The scene seemed frozen within this small space, causing all other sounds to vanish.
Only Fang Li and Mumei remained, one above and one below, staring at each other—one calm-faced, the other furious.
The pain from the sudden attack was gradually fading.
In its place, the icy touch of the blade at his throat became clearer and clearer.
Looking at the pretty face so close to his own, Fang Li smiled faintly as though he could not feel the rage overflowing from Mumei at all, then said, "I didn't expect you to come looking for me yourself. That saves me the trouble of finding you."
Those words sounded as though he were greeting a friend he had only just met, completely out of place with the atmosphere around them.
Naturally, Fang Li's attitude only made the fury in Mumei's heart rage even more wildly.
"Answer my question!" Mumei shouted. "Why did you do this?!"
"What exactly are you referring to?" Fang Li's expression did not change in the slightest, and his voice remained calm from beginning to end. "Becoming enemies with that so-called elder brother of yours? Or bringing the entire Hunting Group to ruin?"
"Both!" Mumei tightened her grip on the kunai, pressing it even closer to Fang Li's throat as she cried in a low voice, "Tell me why?!"
"For no reason." Fang Li answered concisely. "They wanted to kill me, so I returned the favor. Isn't that reason enough?"
"You...?!" Mumei's delicate face