"What are you muttering?" Xilia asked with a frown, and even in captivity, she never let anyone off the hook, always making Luo'er feel like he was the one captured.
"Pretty calm for someone with a knife at their throat," Luo'er said, a hint of admiration showing on his face.
"Death is nothing to be afraid of," Xilia responded coldly.
"You've got guts, but poor tactics," Luo'er said, shrugging his shoulders before turning his back to her, gesturing with his hands and saying, "Go on, get out of here. Don't show your face around us again. We're not so forgiving. We might forgive you once, but don't expect a second chance."
"Forgive?" Xilia let out a cold laugh, infuriated by Luo'er's words. "It was my father, my father you people killed, and now you're talking about forgiving me, haha..."