Ahem...
He coughed again to clear his throat.
Then Feng Qingyang spoke with a smile.
That smile spread gently from the corners of his lips, and a wicked gleam of utter exhilaration flashed through his blue-green phoenix eyes. In an instant, his whole demeanor shifted from "humbly begging to survive" to "fuck it, I'm done pretending."
"You motherfucking moron..."
His voice was quiet, but every word was clear, as though he had ground each one against his tongue, making sure it was sharp enough before spitting it out.
"Do you really think I'm a fucking idiot...?"
He raised his chin slightly, his high ponytail flicking in the sea breeze, undisguised mockery written all over his light-brown face.
"I played along with your little game, and you actually took it seriously...!"
He paused, his blue-green phoenix eyes narrowing slightly. The smile at his lips deepened, brimming with arrogance and disdain.
"Forget your shitty Fish Fin Tribe... I don't even give a damn about the master behind you, that Blue Silver Entanglement A San."
The barrage of head-on abuse hammered into Xiao Bai like rapid cannon fire.
Xiao Bai instinctively froze for two or three seconds.
She had never been especially bright in the original story. Now, abruptly subjected to this vicious tongue-lashing after Feng Qingyang's sudden change, she simply froze on the spot.
Her gray-blue slit pupils widened until her eyes were round, her ear fins locked fully open, and her figure beneath her fitted silver-white outfit stiffened into a statue.
Her brain crashed.
Crashed completely.
Only after standing there with her brain frozen for a second or two did Xiao Bai suddenly register what Feng Qingyang had said.
Those words replayed in her head-motherfucker, moron, shitty fish fins, Blue Silver Entanglement, A San-each word landing like a slap, turning her