Shocked, Lily's head snapped up, and her eyes locked on Emir's shades.
"W-What do you mean?"
He repeated:
"Who. Am I. Supposed. To kill?"
Still flabbergasted, Lily stuttered out:
"N-no one, I… d-don't get what you're so mad about."
To Emir, Lily's actions seemed incomprehensibly foolish.
She appeared to be covering for her bully, or worse, hiding their name to protect him from potential repercussions.
Such scenarios were highly unlikely, but if that was her intention, he would be deeply disappointed.
And regardless of whether it was option A or B, he wasn't about to tolerate either.
"I get it; if you won't tell me, then I'll beat it out of Yuriel."
Lily, almost jumping in shock, ran to pull him back, grabbing his right arm.
"Stop!"
Emir, protective as always, didn't want to inflict the softest of pain on her, so he didn't bother shrugging her off and just dragged her along as he continued heading to the door.
"I get that it's embarrassing for you—"
"Stoooooop!"
