All Good

Poison Beauty did not feel good now. She had racked her brain to make up a script within just a few minutes just now and completely thought about what she was going to do—how she was going to speak later, add drama to herself, make the acting better, and also make her own self-directed script reach the climax.

However, Poison Beauty had never expected that Black would speak, which was not the same as in her own script.

Isn't Black aloof?

Isn't he not good with words?

Why did he talk?

Poison Beauty, who was plotting a script in her heart, did not respond for a very long time after hearing Black's question.

She could not help but be a little nervous and asked, "What's the antonym of partial death?"

She only heard the youth's cold voice again.

"All alive!"

But after that, Poison Beauty's violent temper instantly rushed forth.

Have I been mocked?