While speaking, Chen Lang stretched out his hand and gently brushed Apas's hair with his fingertips.
The hair was soft and smooth, with a faint fragrance, a sweet smell unique to girls, lingering on the tip of the nose, especially clear.
Apas's body stiffened instantly, as if a restraining spell had been cast on him, and even his breathing became stagnant.
In her golden eyes, there was a flash of fleeting panic at first, like a little beast whose territory had been violated, and then it was completely replaced by thick anger.
"How dare you touch me!" She suddenly waved away Chen Lang's hand, her movements quick and fast, with undisguised resistance.
The body subconsciously took three steps back, keeping a safe distance. A pair of golden eyes stared at Chen Lang warily. A faint Demon Power wave spread around the body, and a wisp of snake soul emerged from behind, which was the instinctive defensive posture of the Medusa clan.
"Why don't you dare?" Chen Lang looked indifferent, as if he just brushed a fallen leaf, and his tone was unquestionable, "You are mine now. If I touch you, do I need your consent?"
These words were like a needle, piercing Apas's heart accurately.
Her chest heaved violently, and anger surged in her chest like lava. But with nowhere to go, she didn't even have the confidence to attack, so she could only hold it in, her face turned red, showing her helplessness.
Seeing her angry and powerless look, Chen Lang stopped teasing her. He retracted his hand, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down leisurely. His tone returned to a calm tone, with an order that could not be refused, "Go and get me a cup of tea."
Apas bit his lower lip and tasted a faint smell of blood.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into the flesh of his palms, and his knuckles turning white.
She hesitated for a full three seconds, and finally turned around unwillingly and walked towards the tea room step by step. Who asked her to be dependent on others and controlled by this vulgar human being whom she despised?
Seeing the grievance and stubbornness hidden in her pretty back, Chen Lang's eyes flickered slightly.
He naturally knows the unwillingness in Apas's heart, and also knows the pride of the Medusa family engraved in their bones.
But he doesn't care. In this world where strength is respected, the weak can only surrender to the strong. Pride cannot be eaten, let alone change the status quo.
Soon, Apas came over with a cup of steaming hot tea.
Without any unnecessary movement, she placed the tea cup heavily on the coffee table in front of Chen Lang, making a soft "dong" sound, as if she was silently venting her dissatisfaction.
A few drops of tea splashed onto the smooth coffee table and quickly cooled down.
Chen Lang picked up the tea cup nonchalantly and took a sip. The warm tea flowed down his throat, dispelling some of the fatigue after practicing.
He looked out the window at the golden skyline of Dubai, and said casually, "Why are there no life in your eyes? Come over and rub your shoulders if you have nothing to do."
"You..." Apas was about to speak angrily, the pent-up anger almost bursting through her chest, but before she could say the angry words, Chen Lang changed the subject and threw a cold A big message: "I just got some information from Ethan in Egypt. Recently, Scorpion Clan's army seems to be uniting with Egypt Undead."
"Impossible!!!"
The moment Apas heard the news, his whole body was shaken. The previous anger was instantly replaced by unbelievable panic, and he immediately denied it loudly.
Her voice was sharp, with an unconcealable tremor, and the Demon Power fluctuations around her body became violent, and even her hair was trembling slightly.
Although Apas has a lot of dissatisfaction with her two ambitious sisters who have always been at odds with each other, and they have even been alienated for a long time, after all, they are both Medusa orthodox, flowing with the supreme Medusa royal blood.
How could such a noble bloodline condescend to be mixed up with pharaohs like Khufu who control the undead?
Khufu, the former Egyptian Pharaoh, now Undead Emperor who calls himself Underworld God.
The Queen Mother of Apas, the majestic and inviolable Queen Medusa, hates these Pharaoh the most.
When the Queen Mother was in power, the Medusa clan under her command exerted great pressure on all parties and never allowed the undead forces to take a step beyond the Lightning Pool. The undead clan had always been in awe of the Medusa clan and did not dare to provoke them at all.
"Do you think it's necessary for me to lie to you?" Chen Lang put down the tea cup, turned his head to look at her, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and asked in a calm tone.
"This..." Apas was momentarily speechless, all his rebuttals were stuck in his throat, and he fell into silence.
She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turned white, and her purple eyes were full of struggle, doubt and pain.
Chen Lang Is it necessary to lie to her?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is absolutely no such thing.
Now that she is living under someone else's roof, there is no need for Chen Lang to tease her with such things that are related to the honor and disgrace of her clan.
So that means that her two sisters really betrayed the glory of the Medusa family and surrendered to Khufu?
Yes, Khufu is indeed a real strong Emperor-level, and there are even more Undead Army under his command...
But when her royal mother was alive, had she ever been afraid of him?
Even when the undead clan was at its peak, they did not dare to provoke the Medusa clan easily.
But now, how long has it been since the Queen Mother passed away?
Her sisters had already eagerly abandoned the Queen Mother's legacy and joined their former mortal enemies?
A chill ran from the soles of Apas's feet to the top of her head, making her whole body shiver.
She couldn't believe it, but she had to face this cruel possibility, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.
A chill ran from the soles of Apas's feet to the top of her head, making her whole body shiver.
She couldn't believe it, but she had to face this cruel possibility, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.
"Do you think your two sisters are cooperating with Khufu or working together?" Chen Lang looked at Apas with interest, tapping the edge of the coffee table with his fingertips, with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
Apas pursed her lips, her long eyelashes drooped down, covering the surging emotions in her eyes, and she still didn't answer.
She was really not ashamed to answer this question. Whether it was cooperation or submission, it would be an indelible shame for the Medusa royal family with noble bloodline, not to mention that the other party was Pharaoh, the undead that the Queen Mother hated most.
Chen Lang didn't force it. Seeing that she didn't want to speak, he withdrew his gaze, leaned on the sofa and changed into a comfortable position. Instead, he said to himself, "It seems that you also know very well in your heart that they have chosen to surrender. They are holding the The control of the two great empires of Snake and Scorpion, with countless heroes under his command, are still willing to bow their heads and serve Khufu. You, the trapped princess Medusa, who has nothing, have what qualifications do you have to be picky in front of me?"
These words were like a sharp knife tempered with ice, piercing Apas's pain point with precision. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she still held on and refused to show weakness, but her face became increasingly pale.
"Besides, I am infinitely better than Khufu." At the end of the sentence, Chen Lang did not forget to praise himself quite proudly. His tone was as relaxed as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but in Apas's ears, it was more harsh than any ridicule.
But unfortunately, her anger was mostly filled with a sense of powerlessness...