Hearing her words, Rahu smirked. "It is…of course your little sister!"
"...My sister? What are you talking about?" Silveria tilted her head in confusion; her expression seemed genuine.
Seeing this, Rahu raised his eyebrows in amusement. "You didn't know?"
"I do not have any sisters; I am the sole daughter of my mother. Are you sure you aren't mistaken for someone else?" Silveria said, her voice incredulous. She was looking at Rahu with questioning eyes.
Even the Origin Realm cultivators standing behind stopped, their expressions turned strange.
"...Guys, is that lad insane?"
"I think he is."
"Sister of the young miss? I'm sure he is making this up to get under ski—" Before he could even complete his sentence, he felt a chill down his spine. A pair of icy blue eyes looked down on him, promising brutal torture.
"I dare you to finish those words," The said cultivator hurriedly backed off and hid behind his friend, not daring to meet her eyes.
