"You've gotten bold," he said hoarsely, his voice rough but steady. His eyes held a new calculation, respect mixed with wariness. "Don't you think you are despicable? How can you think about your uncle like that?" He shot back with disgust.
"When I say my man... I mean it." She roughly slapped him across the face, the sound echoing in the quiet room. "His sister is just his adopted sibling. He is the only son in his family, and I... we aren't related by blood or even kin. And I just need to erase those useless creatures, and this family would have only me and him. No one else. Anyone who dares to question will just find death."
Jin Zhenyu's head snapped to the side from the force of her slap, his cheek burning. He touched his face slowly, feeling the sting, tasting blood where his teeth had cut the inside of his mouth. No one... no one, had dared to strike him in years.
