Consort of a Thousand Faces

you want to share.”

Shi Mo bent down to look at her.
“Do you remember what I told you? Only death awaits for those who’ve seen my face.
As for you…” He then raised a hand to grab her chin.

Su Xi-er turned away and got up from the bed immediately.
“Keep those claws to yourself.”

“Claws?” Shi Mo laughed heartily as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
“It’s the first time someone has described my hands as claws.
You’re lucky that I’m in a good mood today, or your smart mouth wouldn’t be forgiven so easily.”

Su Xi-er stood in a corner as she continued staring at him.
“I don’t think you’re here for a leisure chat, so you should stop wasting our time.”

“Did anyone tell you that a lady shouldn’t be too intelligent?” Shi Mo directed his devilish gaze at her.

When Su Xi-er did not answer, he said, “Pei Qianhao will meet his demise once he steps foot in Dongling.”

Su Xi-er remained placid as she looked at him before giving a mocking laugh.
“You want to kill Prince Hao when you can’t even kill me? You’re quite ambitious.”

“Hah, to me, you’re a league above Prince Hao.
It’s normal that I can’t kill you.” Shi Mo walked towards her and stared at her.
“You don’t seem to be scared of me at all.”

He raised a hand in an attempt to attack her, but Su Xi-er reacted quickly.
Despite this, her unfamiliarity with fighting on an unsteadily bobbing boat had her restrained rather quickly against the experienced Shi Mo.

“Beauty, you can’t win, so there’s no need to waste any more effort.
Just stay here like this and wait for Pei Qianhao to die so you can be my woman.” Shi Mo’s cold voice had a hint of gleefulness to it.