Despite the visible shame and reluctance permeating the Inferior's words...
his account remained fair and objective, without a trace of concealment or distortion.
Russell and Cui Que's expressions became rather subtle.
"Wolf Sound... really is quite a nice name."
Cui Que sighed.
With her hands cupping her face, she leaned slightly forward on the table with a smile and said, "So can we also call you Wolf Sound? It sounds so much better than your current name."
"...As you please."
"But this is a name given by Miss Lothar, right? Wouldn't she be unhappy if we called you that?" Russell, with a Can of iced Coca-Cola hugged in his arms, shrank into his seat and said teasingly.
"Then don't call it."
The Inferior—or rather Wolf Sound—replied without hesitation, with a cold attitude: "I think as a leader of one party, it's better to be sensible, godfather."
His expression seemed quite indifferent, but that couldn't scare Russell and Cui Que away at all.
