The 7 Curses Part II

“Well, I'm kind of good at this, too. One hit, one kill, huh.”

“No, you’re not. Don't flatter yourself too much.” An annoying voice came after that with the sound of clapping. When Wisana turned in the voice’s direction, he saw Waree smiling at him joyfully, unlike the kid standing next to her. Angela was sending him a mocking look as usual.

“You just can’t stop nagging at me, right? Go away. We're not officially party, aren’t we?”

“Sure. If a 140-level player fools around with a low-level player like you, I don’t think my level would go up again in this lifetime.” The listener could only clench his teeth furiously at the insult.

“I remember that you’re an American, aren’t you? So, how can you find these burning Thai words to insult me so fluently?”

“I just say what I see.” She replied, before tilting her chin up and turning her face away, making the other one’s fists clench.

Damn... just wait for his turn. This brat!