The money I borrowed with my own ability

Seeing Sivir making such a huge fuss, risking angering Queen Keisha and Pi Pi Xi, and nearly dragging him—who had only just escaped their clutches—back into danger, Ximen Lang was speechless.

After all that trouble, she had gone in circles just to ask one question.

"How old are you, anyway?"

Honestly, for one brief moment, Ximen Lang really wanted to strangle her...

Well... maybe strangling her was a bit much...

But grabbing her by the ears and shouting a few words at her—

"Are you sick? Are you sick?!"

That was absolutely something Ximen Lang could do! The way Sivir had handled this was just too damn ridiculous!

It was such a tiny matter. Couldn't she have asked at any other time? Why did she have to pick this exact moment?

Had she forgotten that she had just provoked them? Their anger hadn't even faded, and she was provoking them again!

She had even nearly dragged him into it!

What kind of mess was this supposed to be?

The most infuriating part was that if she had a question, she could have just asked it directly. Why all the pointless nonsense? "Resting together with us"... If she had the guts, she should have argued her case with Queen Keisha and Pi Pi Xi and come over together with them!

One look from Queen Keisha and Pi Pi Xi had scared her into retreating.

She didn't even dare argue her case, yet she was spouting all that nonsense! What use was that?

Thinking about how Queen Keisha and Pi Pi Xi would surely give him another thorough beating after Sivir left, Ximen Lang looked at Sivir with even more resentment.

He looked just like a neglected wife, which seemed novel enough to Sivir.

Sivir gave Ximen Lang a provocative look. Ignoring