Helena was stumped by his reply; for a moment she did not even know what to say to that.
Wuhan did not care about her reaction and continued firing words at her. "The questions I asked, you refused to answer them, and when I do not ask something, you are taking initiative to explain." Her eyes became sleazy as he mocked the general. "Or are you explaining your actions to yourself? I must say you have a twisted definition of love—"
"Silence!" Helena finally snapped at his provocation. "Who gave you the permission to speak to me like that!"
Wuhan chuckled, his body already limping. "I don't need your permission to say anything…"
"I am not here at your mercy; I never was." When Helena met Wuhan's gaze, she felt a chill running down her spine.
"Attack! Now!!" She bellowed at the Slug, who released the swirling ball of corrosive liquid towards Wuhan, who did not even turn his gaze away from the general's.
