Qin Chu pinched her pointed, smooth chin.
This action, for Silph, an Elf with a penchant for cleanliness, was nothing short of sacrilege.
A trace of anger appeared on Silph's face as she forcefully shook her small head, breaking free from Qin Chu's palm and glaring at him, "Show some respect."
It was the first time she had been treated in such a disrespectful way. When she was with Lord Jie Luo, he was always polite, and Qin Chu's fingers only made Silph feel nauseated.
Her scalp tingled.
She vigorously wiped her chin with her small hand, especially thinking about how this hand had touched Catherine in various ways before, which made her feel even more disgusted.
Qin Chu was not angry, only leaning slightly backwards.
Silph pursed her lips, struggling to control her emotions, "What exactly do you want?"
"I'm plotting to murder the Hero? Haha, what a joke."
"Do you have any evidence? The things you just mentioned probably won't count as evidence."