In the lobby on the first floor of the Presidential Palace, players had gathered all around, pointing toward one direction and looking as though they were waiting for a good show.
At the place everyone was looking, Luo Zhen and Sinon were staring at each other.
Luo Zhen could clearly sense that there was always a strong hostility in Sinon's gaze.
However, this hostility did not feel like resentment. Instead, it felt as though she were looking at an obstacle she had to overcome, which was rather unexpected—and satisfying—to Luo Zhen.
Recalling how Sinon had looked at him when they first met, with nothing but the fighting spirit of someone who had locked onto her prey, Luo Zhen now felt somewhat pleased by this change in her hostility.
After all, locking onto prey meant merely viewing the other party as something that had to be hunted, rather than as an opponent who had to be defeated.
Hunters hunted as well, but they never thought their hunts would fail, much less that their prey would bite back. In short, they placed themselves in the position of absolute victors and acted only to complete the task of "hunting."
Previously, Sinon had probably viewed Luo Zhen in exactly that way, which was why she had developed the thought that "he is mine."
But now, Sinon's perception had undoubtedly changed.
Sinon had realized that Luo Zhen was not some helpless prey waiting to be slaughtered, but a genuine obstacle that she herself had to desperately overcome.
That was why Sinon revealed such hostility, and why her attitude toward Luo Zhen could hardly be called friendly.
As for Luo Zhen, although he was somewhat surprised by the sharpness in Sinon's eyes, he instead found it interesting.
"Are we not familiar with each other?" Luo Zhen