Chapter 341 How Will He Not Spare Me?


    Chapter 341 How Will He Not Spare Me?


    Under L''s watchful gaze, the girl slowly sat up on the tree trunk.


    Her delicate feet dangled below, swaying lightly.


    She turned to L, her porcin-like face lighting up with a pure, radiant smile. "Oh, Instructor L! Long time no see!"


    L''s body trembled even harder under the gaze of the girl in the princess dress.


    But remembering that the girl hadn''t stirred up trouble in quite a while, L forced herself to calm down and asked, "Why are you here?"


    The girl blinked innocently. "I was here before you showed up."


    Tilting her head slightly, she added with a yful grin, "Instructor L, you interrupted my nap. So, tell me, how are you nning to make it up to me?"


    L heard her words, and a ripple of unease broke through her icy gaze.


    She had clearly scanned the area beforeing here and hadn''t sensed anyone''s presence.


    But then it struck her-before the girl spoke, she hadn''t noticed anything unusual


    at all, which could only mean that the girl had been here the entire time!


    And now, she seemed even more terrifying than before.


    The girl, noticing L''s silence, tilted her head slightly and let out a soft, questioning "Hmm?"


    L lowered her gaze to Zach, who was lying on the ground. "Since you want to rest, I won''t disturb you."


    With that, she reached out to grab Zach''s arm, ready to leave.


    But just as her hand was about to touch him, a razor-thin shard of ice suddenly sliced across the back of her hand, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.


    L''s face turned icy as a sharp sting shot through her hand, and her gaze locked onto the girl with a piercing intensity.


    The girl, unfazed by the hostile re, simply smiled. "You can''t just walk away after interrupting me."


    L knew too well the horrors hidden behind that angelic face. Memories of blood and cruelty shed in her mind, but she suppressed her fear.


    She nced at the wound on her hand and forced herself to suppress the fear rising in her chest.


    L said, “Attacking an instructor in the training grounds is a direct vition of the rules..."


    Before L could finish, the girl cut her off with a yfulugh. "ording to the rules, I should be whipped a hundred times and then kicked out of the training grounds, right?"


    She blinked her delicate, doll-like eyes and looked at L as if L were the biggest fool alive. "But seriously, do you think those ridiculous rules apply to me?"


    L''s face froze, her words stuck in her throat.


    ''The training ground rules? Completely useless against this maniac!'' she thought bitterly.


    If they worked, the girl''d have been kicked out of here more times than anyone could count.


    Bringing up the rules was just L''s desperate attempt to cling to her dignity as an instructor.


    L''s gaze locked onto the girl, cold and sharp. "What do you want?"


    The girl, seeing L''s humiliated yet forcedpliance, found it amusing.


    After a brief pause, her eyesnded on the silver whip in L''s hand. "Your whip leaves a mark with just one strike. Looks like it could be fun!"


    L''s hand, hanging by her side, clenched tighter.


    L''s eyes narrowed as she spoke, her voice low and threatening. "Hurt me, and Shawn will make sure you


    et it!"


    "Oh? Now I''m curious. How exactly are they going to make me regret it?" As she spoke, the smile on her delicate face grew even brighter.


    As she spoke, the smile on her delicate face gress


    Sessfully unlocked!


    Watching the girl''s small face, a wave of unease suddenly surged in L''s heart.


    But before she could react, the girl''s figure blurred and vanished, leaving the branch eerily empty.


    The next moment...