"You are lying."
The Wolf steward suddenly turned around, tearing off his bow tie, as if ready to strike.
"Oh? Then just wait to become a pile of scrap, and perhaps after you become scrap, Alice will make a new Wolf Butler?"
"?!"
Hearing the term 'new Wolf Butler', the Wolf steward's face twisted. He did not fear perishing; he feared most that Alice would create a new Wolf Butler and forget him.
"Or is it that your deformed loyalty to Alice has already turned into admiration? When a new Wolf Butler appears, you'll be nothing more than a pile of scrap iron. Your Queen Alice will forget you, or perhaps she'll have something happen with the new Wolf Butler? What exactly will happen between your queen and your replacement? Interesting."
Su Xiao's words were like daggers stabbing into the Wolf steward's heart, even though he had no heart.
"Impossible, the Queen will not forget me."
