He didn't speak, nor did he argue. Anu Toji looked at the woman hanging on the wall in a sorry state, his eyes somewhat terrifying.
And Mu Lin, with a calm expression, watched him. The next moment, the woman on the screen suddenly disappeared, replaced by a terrifying zombie picture, that face of rotting flesh completely filling the huge screen, mouth agape, with her eyeballs just hanging there, scaring someone into stumbling backwards uncontrollably.
Luckily there was a chair behind, if not, someone would have made a fool of themselves.
The zombie face on the screen was Mu Lin's perverse fun, intended to scare certain people. Nightmares, oh how interesting.
Some people have done too many bad things, she didn't believe they could really sleep soundly. If that was really the case, then she could only—express her admiration.
"What exactly do you want?" After a long time, Anu Toji finally spoke, his voice carrying a trace of weariness.