Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Can your General really control the Sandstorm Demon Locusts?" Lingling asked. She did not seem to be panicking after facing the man that was planning some mischief.
"Does it even matter? I'm quite curious too; what is a young girl like you doing here? Girls at your age should be studying in schools and playing at home. You should be eating some dessert as you are going shopping, shouldn't you?" the skinny soldier grinned and slowly moved toward Lingling.
"I hate all of those things," Lingling replied.
"If it was me in the past, there's no way I would kill a little girl like you, but you know I can't disobey the orders of my superior. I am not allowed to let a word leave this place," the skinny soldier came even closer, his cold eyes fixed on Lingling.