C128 It Doesn't Look like It!

"Did you know from the start that I was hiding inside the house?"

The woman clutched her dislocated left arm, courtesy of Yang Ming, as beads of cold sweat formed on her face.

"You could say that."

"Then why didn't you call me out earlier?" she demanded, her voice laced with venom.

This jerk was just toying with her.

He was clearly powerful, yet he played the victim