Meanwhile, Viper had already steadied herself several meters away.
She took a few graceful steps back, completely unhurried despite the blood at the corner of her lips.
Her half-open robe swayed lightly with each movement, yet she made no effort to cover herself.
Instead, she lifted her chin slightly and looked at Ye Mo with a faint, elegant smile.
"Not bad. Those words of yours…" she said softly.
Her smile deepened.
"That is a much rarer perspective. It's quite rare to find someone who thinks that way around here."
She tilted her head, studying the masked man with open interest.
"You're more interesting than that middle-aged man on the floor, but…" her smile faded. "…who are you?"
Her voice turned low and sharp, the warmth disappearing from her eyes.
Ye Mo didn't answer immediately.
He simply rolled his shoulders, letting the dark chains sway loosely at his sides.
