"Since you're so grateful to me, if I don't do something for you, wouldn't it seem like I've earned credit for nothing?"
After An Xiaoya finished speaking, she struck down with the knife.
"Ah—" A scream of agony rang out, as Lin Zifan's male dignity was successfully trampled underfoot.
An Xiaoya looked at Lin Zifan, who was stepping on his own belongings, and pretended to be puzzled, "Mr. Lin, is this what you meant by wanting to have the world under your feet?"
"Sorry, I misunderstood you. I used to think you didn't consider other people human, but now I see... it was my mistake."
An Xiaoya apologized insincerely, "I shouldn't have doubted you for wanting to step on the world; after all, every hobby is a freedom that every citizen should have."
She paused and then showed a bit of smugness, "But speaking of it, I've helped you fulfill your wish, haven't I? How should you thank me?"
After saying so much, Lin Zifan had no response whatsoever.
No doubt about it.
