Long Yuqiong's eyes shone with a deep blue like the sea, and a smile played at the corners of his mouth,
"I can tell someone helped you quite a bit, otherwise, you wouldn't be able to touch a single hair on my head."
"Ah—don't get cocky, Oshen."
Caramel Snail extended a hand, grabbed Long Yuqiong's hand, and slowly stood up straight, his back straightened, and a green light flashed in his eyes,
"You were just lucky to be recovered earlier. Next time we meet, you won't be so fortunate."
"Is that so? Gio Zieou, then I have to say, there's something suspicious about your relationship with our Executer Leoz, Your Excellency..."
Long Yuqiong nodded while slowly stepping back, drawing his warblade in a reverse grip.
Caramel Snail twirled his blade, held the Shadow Edge upright, pressing his forefinger against the spine of the blade, and began communicating with Long Yuqiong through some private means,
"Is there? I don't think he's even figured out our identities."
