I Don't wanna end up on their plates!!!

Aiyu , filled with excitement and,leapt up in a small burst of joy . Alright !! So, now that you know I don't belong here, you can let me go back!

Yipeeee!"

Wo Luo shot her a look, raising his left eyebrow and wearing a questioning expression. "Wait, wait. When did I say you can go back?"

Aiyu's dramatic response came swiftly. "You said you believed me! Just now! You can't go back on your words just like that!"

Wo Luo remained unfazed, calmly explaining, "I said I believe that somebody from RAD brought you here. It's your overthinking that's getting in the way."

"Why would you keep me here if I didn't fill out the registration form?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear and disappointment.

Wo Luo leaned against the wall, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malevolence. Ahh ," he chuckled darkly. "You'll find out soon enough.

As they stood face to face, Aiyu couldn't help but feel a sense of impending doom. Aiyu gazed at Wo Luo. His smirk sent shivers down her spine, mingling with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

" I fear if my fate would mirror that of the abandoned baby I saw earlier ."

She scolded herself for revealing too much information, knowing that Wo Luo might have sinister plans for her.

In her mind, Aiyu began to panic.

"I am utterly doomed now !! Oh, how foolish I have been !"

she exclaimed, her voice filled with dramatic despair. She sighed deeply, regretting her decision to reveal so much.

"If only I had played along instead. Is there any hope left for me to escape this wretched fate?"

She whispered to herself, her voice laced with a sense of desperation.

"A man looking like a decent , good looking Human walks to Diavolo This man possessed a striking appearance, he  bowed respectfully, placing his right hand over his heart, a symbol of sincerity and humility , greeting Wo Luo as "Lord " .

His red and black waistcoat, adorned with white buttons, accentuated his slender frame. A long red tie, neatly tucked in, accentuated his attention to detail. His gray sleeves, cuffed in pristine white with black buttons, framed his elegant movements as he extended his hand in greeting.