Chaos maintained his easygoing, imposing pose. With a casual wave of his right hand, he suspended Charming Woman in midair with her limbs spread wide. Her face turned red, then green.
There was something a little too provocative about this pose.
Unfortunately, Charming Woman wasn't all that pretty.
So Chaos wasn't particularly interested. He liked to think he wasn't the sort of shallow man who only cared about looks. He always looked at a person's inner qualities—but there was one prerequisite: their looks had to rate at least ninety percent.
Otherwise, how could he appreciate what was inside?
"Snap!"
With a snap of his fingers, a golden longsword appeared upright in front of Charming Woman. Its sharp edge gleamed like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, ready to reap her life at any moment.
"Golden Emperor, you dare kill me?"
Feeling the ornate sword poised before her heart, Charming Woman's pupils contracted and her heart trembled.
Pfft—
"Stop!"
The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out. Chaos remained expressionless, with no interest in even answering Charming Woman. The ornate sword plunged straight through her heart, its tip dripping with blood from her back.
A look of shock still lingered on Charming Woman's face, but as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her pale features twisted with fear.
Her life was slipping away.
With all her connections, didn't this man care at all?
He was actually going to kill her without a word?
He wouldn't even talk things over?
Was he really this ruthless?
She'd planned to use her connections to threaten the Golden Emperor. If that didn't work, she would back down, get through this crisis, then find a way to deal with him later.
Who could've guessed the Golden Emperor would be so damn direct? He