A Luo had bitten deep enough to expose bone, yet Chrollo showed not the slightest reaction. His arm still held the girl firmly captive, with no intention of letting her go.
"A Luo, have you already contacted the chain killer? Oh, right, that boy named Kurapika."
A Luo said nothing.
Chrollo looked at his bitten arm, then abruptly changed the subject.
"Do you hate me that much, A Luo?"
His quiet sigh reached A Luo's ear along with his hot breath.
The girl in his arms nodded without hesitation.
"Chrollo, if someone treated you the way you people once treated me, what would you do?"
A Luo sneered.
"Would whips, threats, pain, and fear make you willingly become someone else's dog?"
Only sincerity could earn sincerity in return. Violence could not bring loyalty, nor could threats win anyone over.
No matter what she suffered, as long as she lived, she would always be A Luo: free and passionate, unafraid to love or hate, never surrendering, and never joining these villains!
Chrollo chuckled softly.
"A Luo, I won't allow you to call yourself a dog."
A Luo seethed, closing her eyes and refusing to acknowledge him again.
Since she had fallen into his hands, she would accept it. He could beat her or kill her as he pleased. But making her betray her friends, betray herself, and obey his every command from then on was absolutely impossible.
Watching the girl's stubborn expression, Chrollo suddenly leaned closer and spoke softly, trying to get inside her head.
"You were there when the chain killer killed Uvogin, weren't you?"
A Luo's eyelashes quivered.
Chrollo tightened his fingers around A Luo's arm, squeezing hard enough to almost crush it.
"What did Uvogin say at the end?"
A Luo refused to open her eyes, much less