Dreamweaver clenched her fists, the anger in her eyes all but bursting forth.
"Lynn, I suggest you know when to stop. Offending me won't do you any good. Humiliating me will only burden you in the end. Without me, you cannot achieve the ultimate Trinity! You cannot stand against the Lord of the End, either!"
Lynn's face remained expressionless.
"But that assumes I want to keep walking this path. Right now, you should be doing everything you can to please me, not threatening me."
"This is your last chance, Dreamweaver Lady. Will you cast aside your useless self-respect, or bow that proud head of yours to accommodate me? You can choose for yourself. I won't force you. You have three seconds left. It's up to you."
Dead silence spread.
Dreamweaver gritted her teeth, her eyes flickering ceaselessly and her fists clenched tight.
But Lynn had given her very little time.
"Three."
"Two."
Lynn counted down mercilessly.
"One!"
The moment Lynn finished his countdown, the woman in the red dress finally seemed to give up. Trembling, she closed her eyes and bowed her head in humiliation, obeying his command.
She had submitted.
At the sight, Zuo Zuo's gaze went utterly blank.
She had never imagined that this terrifying opponent, who had been so overwhelmingly intimidating just moments ago, would now be reduced to such a pitiful state by her head.
Dreamweaver bowed her proud head like the lowliest of creatures, lowering it to carry out Lynn's instructions.
Those few seconds.
To her, they felt almost as long as a lifetime.
Finally.
She slowly raised her head, her eyes brimming with resentment and coldness.
Her entire body shook violently, trembling from immense anger and repression. She practically wanted to skin Lynn alive, tear him limb from limb, and hack him into a