Chapter 24
Silvery-gray eyes narrowed down in a sharp glare. A clenching fist tightened with the promise of a disastrous calamity. “Why is it that after taking care of one pest, another one appears?” a chilling cold voice calmly asked despite the frostbite in its tone. “That’s in their nature. After all, they wouldn’t be called pests if they are not annoying.” A male voice replied as if bored to the silently seething form in the corner. “I wish I could crush them all or wipe them out at once just like the larmots do.” The voice spoke with an underlying heat of anger. “Then you shouldn’t have been lenient, vasweor. You could’ve easily gotten rid of them.” “If I could, do you really think that I wouldn’t done so already?!” the silver-eyed person snapped with eyes glowing bright in ang
- Writer
