They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

"Yes."

She bowed her head and agreed. Finally, the bad guy behind her was gone, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

We finally escaped.

"Then, Oboro, go and help make tea and add water. They are guests, so you should take good care of them and show them proper hospitality."

Oboro glanced at Lilith, and although he was disgusted, he did not object to Char's order.

In an instant.

The three moved the battleground to the reception room and sat down in three different directions.

Lilith's original intention was, of course, to get close to the Elf Princess, but Xiaoya was not interested at all.

When the original body dealt with Lilith before, she couldn't help but feel disgusted and controlled one hand to beat her, let alone now that Xiaoya has control over the body.

If Lilith gets even a little closer, she will draw Lilith's fierce gaze.

Of course, even with such a gaze, Lilith was happy to accept it.

My senior is looking at me!

However, Lilith didn't notice that Char hadn't followed.

Of course, even if you pay attention, she won't care.

Tia cleared the dishes and put them in the kitchen, but as soon as she turned around, she was met with Char's face.

Her heart skipped a beat; she was startled.

But she quickly forced herself to calm down.

She felt it was necessary to make Xia face reality.

She didn't want something like that to happen again.

It's time to clear up some misunderstandings.

"Xia, let's have a serious talk."

Tia had a cold face, her eyes filled with condescending disdain.

Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Xia Ya relaxed and leaned against the kitchen door, crossed his legs, and slightly raised his chin.

Regardless of whether Char wanted to listen or not, Tia began to speak on her own.

It was less of a negotiation and more of a one-sided, forceful notification.

"What happened last time was just a misunderstanding. You'd better adjust your mindset."

"My favorite is still the young lady, it has nothing to do with you, you villain."

"Don't bother me again from now on."

"Now, you can go."

Having said everything she wanted to say, Tia wasn't even prepared to listen to Char.

The way she looked at Xia was full of criticism and disdain, as if she were looking at something dirty.

It was as if the two people's roles had been switched.

Char raised an eyebrow slightly. The foul-mouthed maid is making a limited-time comeback?

Have we forgotten his deterrent power?

Char didn't leave; in fact, he even snapped his fingers listlessly.

"Oh ho, talking to me like that? Have some people forgotten how they begged for mercy before?"

His tone was slow, with a hint of flippancy.

Upon hearing this, Tia immediately recalled that stormy night.

Her face turned pale, and she immediately panicked.

"What do you want to do?!"

The question that was on the tip of her tongue was forced to be swallowed back when she saw the direction of the door.

But the voice also became several degrees deeper.

"I'm warning you, don't mess around, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Xia raised an eyebrow slightly.

"If I remember correctly, it was you who called me, right?"

"Also, didn't I tell you a long time ago to remember your place?"

He took a step forward.

"Is this how you speak to your master?"

Tia was already in a state of mental turmoil and was at her last gasp.

As soon as Xia stepped forward, she felt an intense sense of oppression and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Is this what a maid should do in front of her master?"

Char took another step forward.

Tia's mind was filled with memories of that night.

His legs, already weakened by the attack, went limp, but he was still trying to hold on.

One side pressed forward relentlessly, while the other retreated step by step.

But the kitchen space was rather cramped, and after taking only a few steps back, she bumped into the counter behind her.

Char was forceful; he grabbed her completely, flipped her over, and turned her around so that her back was to him.

Tia felt a terrible panic; a sense of foreboding gripped her.

Char pressed down on her shoulder, causing her to lean forward, her silver hair slipping off her shoulder and swaying in mid-air.

She instinctively struggled, her slender hands bracing against the sides of the table, trying to lift Xia Ya off.

However, her wrists were grabbed, and her hands were instantly twisted behind her back.

Char pressed Tia's body down harder.

Tia was enveloped by Char's aura, and her disgust exploded in an instant. Although her eyes were filled with panic, they were still full of arrogance.

She exuded a chilling aura, remaining aloof and unapproachable like an ice queen.

However, Xia Ya simply leaned close to her ear and whispered a word, which broke down her defenses.

"You think I'm interested in you? You're being far too presumptuous. This is just me getting revenge on your young lady."

Tia's body froze instantly, her blood ran cold, and she felt ice-cold all over.

The boy's breath was warm, and it tickled my ear.

But Tia felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Char's soft laughter reached my ears.

"Speaking of which, didn't you also want to get revenge on her? We're just getting what we need."

To get revenge on the young lady.

Yes, that's her idea.

Why does he also want to take revenge on the young lady?

Of course, it's because of the young lady's blatant attempts to undermine and smear him.

Tia looked up and, through the glass window, could see the stunningly beautiful blonde young lady in the reception room, fawning over another girl.

Even when the other person was cold and impatient, she remained enthusiastic.

Something I held dear in my heart quietly crumbled.

Although it's not the first time I've seen it, nor the first time I've heard of it.

But seeing it again filled her with resentment.

She did so much, she was so loyal to her, but all she got in return was betrayal.

"Ugh……"

A soft sigh escaped from the icy maid's lips.

Darkness gradually began to emerge in his eyes.

Xia smiled when he sensed that her struggles had ceased and that she had even instinctively covered her lips.

A small clattering sound came from the kitchen.

Although it wasn't big, Lilith still instinctively turned her head to look over.

The kitchen sliding door was half open, and only a corner could be seen from the living room.

Tia was tidying up, holding a rag in one hand and supporting herself on the dining table with the other.

But Lilith sensed something was off.