Silas was stunned for a second. This young woman still dared to hide!
The man felt even angrier. He grabbed the book on the table and smashed it onto her head, saying, "You are so brave that you even dared to make fun of me."
Yue Ran tried to move behind the table but was hit on the head by the leather book that the man had thrown at her. She cried out an "ouch" and appeared to be in great pain. She could only beg for mercy, "Do not be angry, Your Majesty. Do not throw things at me anymore. I know I was wrong. I apologize for my mistake. I really just want to make you happy…"
How could Silas, who was angry, listen to her words? All her words were just excuses in his ears.
"Make me happy? Oh, very good! I am very happy thinking about how many creative ways there are to kill you now," Silas said.
"Wait— don't…" Yue Ran cried out in a panic.
The young woman wanted to hide, but when she stood up in a hurry, her forehead accidentally hit the raised wooden frame with a loud bang.
