Chapter 127: Hurry Up

The boy sitting on the ornate throne turned his head sharply upon hearing Wendy's clear voice, his gaze quickly locking onto the source. However, when his eyes landed on Wendy's face, he suddenly froze, as if struck by some inexplicable force. Wendy stared at him, letting the silence stretch out for a moment. She didn’t rush to break it, allowing the air to fill with a tension that was almost palpable. Finally, she spoke again, her voice carrying a faint but unmistakable chill. “You should know that not too long ago, I was kidnapped. Those who dared to lay a hand on me are now buried in their graves.” As she spoke, Wendy began to ascend the steps leading to the throne, each step taken with calm and confidence. She continued until she was standing level with the boy on the throne. In that moment, her eyes gleamed with a mixture of allure and danger, and a slight, challenging smile played on her lips. She asked quietly, “So, what about you? Do you have similar intentions? Do you thin