"It's a fox, a fox!" Feiying almost instinctively shook the pair of fluffy pink ears atop her head and retorted.
"You damn kitsune! After pulling something like that, you still dare talk back to me?" Silver Wolf laughed in fury and stepped forward, the oppressive aura around her seeming to freeze the air itself.
Feeling that gaze brimming with Killing Intent, Feiying finally snapped fully out of her lingering terror from Lord of the Hunt.
She frantically looked around, her gaze passing over Chen Li before landing on Silver Wolf's face, dark enough to seem as though water could drip from it.
Drawing on her extensive experience reading high school romance manga over the years, Feiying's brain swiftly reconstructed the scene and worked through the logic—her reckless collision just now seemed to have, perhaps, maybe, probably... accidentally smashed the pink girlish fantasy this girl had painstakingly built into pieces.
"Um... sorry. Did I come at a bad time?" Feiying awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth and cautiously shrank back.
"What? Were you expecting me to play along and say, 'No, you came at exactly the right time'?" Silver Wolf curled one side of her lips and let out a chilling sneer.
"I really didn't do it on purpose! I was forced to run that fast!" Seeing Silver Wolf's murderous look, Feiying hurriedly waved both hands, shaking her head like a rattle drum.
"Oh? Are you trying to tell me that, in broad daylight at this crowded convention, someone was chasing you with a knife?" Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow, her tone carrying a dangerously playful edge.
"That's right, that's right! Exactly!" Feiying nodded repeatedly as though she had grabbed onto a lifeline.
"Then you'd better find that person chasing you right now. Otherwise... I'll let you experience firsthand