Chapter 278

I finally understood why his voice was so hoarse—he had been through a fire.

His face was badly scarred.

So, trying to investigate through his face was no longer an option; it was unrealistic.

"Serena, are you satisfied with what you see?"

His cold, mocking voice came. I knew he was deliberately trying to provoke me, hoping to make me frustrated enough to strike him, or better yet, kill him.

"With