You Don't Understand Love, I Can't Explain It to You

Asgard.

"Hela, Goddess of Death of Asgard, Queen of Helheim—I know a little about your past," Hong Fei said after circling Hela twice.

Although Hela had been bound into a rather humiliating position by golden-red chains, her domineering aura had not diminished in the slightest.

She stared into Hong Fei's eyes. "If you truly knew, then you should know very well that you shouldn't do this, because it will only create unnecessary pain for your future."

"You're very confident."

"I have never been insecure, much less bowed and scraped to others like those pathetic Earthlings."

Hong Fei laughed. "That was probably because Odin gave you an excellent birthright. If you had been born into an ordinary family in Asgard, what do you think you would be like now?"

"Regardless of my origins, I would still have reached this point. This is who I am!"

"You're getting a little arrogant, you know?"

"To me, this is merely the most basic confidence."

Hong Fei nodded slightly and stepped closer to Hela.

Her confident gaze met his without the slightest hesitation or disturbance.

Closer.

Hong Fei raised a hand and gently lifted Hela's chin with one finger.

In an instant, the savage and violent Goddess of Death seemed to have been struck by lightning. Her body jerked sharply, her brows shot upward, and a raging sea seemed to roar within her eyes.

Hong Fei lowered his head to look at her face. "Since you're so confident, why don't you guess whether I'll kill you if you can't give me what I want?"

As he spoke, his breath brushed against Hela's cheek.

It seemed to make Hela extremely uncomfortable, and she shrank back in disgust.

"You can't kill me," she said with absolute certainty.

"That again." Hong Fei shook his head. "I told you,