Fubuki's legs gave out, and she collapsed uncontrollably to the floor, trembling all over, unable to muster even the slightest will to resist.
Ye Chuan slowly walked up to the "queen," who had been utterly broken by fear.
He extended a finger and lightly flicked her smooth forehead in a gesture laden with punishment.
Then he pointed at the room, which her Hell Storm had reduced to a complete mess.
He issued his orders to the woman, who was too frightened even to speak.
"As compensation for wrecking my home."
"First, fix this door before I return."
"Second, clean up every bit of trash here."
"I'll inspect it myself tomorrow morning."
Only after Ye Chuan's figure disappeared from the ruined apartment...
Did Fubuki finally begin to recover from her boundless fear.
She looked at the mess she had made with her own hands, then recalled the unquestionable command in the man's eyes before he left.
An unprecedented wave of immense humiliation instantly surged through her heart!
She was the number-one B-Rank hero!
The leader of the Fubuki Group!
The younger sister of the number-two S-Class hero, Tornado of Terror!
When had she ever suffered the humiliation of being treated like a maid?!
But...
When she recalled that man's indifferent gaze and the terrifying aura that could freeze her very soul...
All the anger in her heart instantly died out like a snuffed flame.
She thought of her older sister.
That true monster who likewise defied all standards.
This man and her sister...
Were equally terrifying.
Early the next morning, when Ye Chuan leisurely returned to his shabby apartment from a downtown hotel, a trace of surprise flashed through his normally unruffled eyes.
The apartment, already dilapidated before Fubuki's Hell Storm had thoroughly destroyed it, now looked completely restored.
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