Chapter 50 This battle of wits will be her, Ai Xueli's, victory!

"Bastard...you can't, you can't do this..."

Listening to the girl's whisper in front of him, An Su cocked his head, feigning curiosity, "What have I done?"

His appearance was very deceptive: his cyan eyes were clear and pure, his gray-white hair draped over his shoulders, and he wore a pure white robe and a light undershirt.

When the boy slightly tilted his head, the gentle sunlight fell on his exquisite profile, making his skin appear as clean and flawless as white jade.

He really did seem like an innocent young man.

But Ai Xueli knew that the young man in front of her was a genuine born demon.

This bastard, still pretending!

The more normal and sunny An Su seemed, the more terrified Ai Xueli felt inside.

She understood all too well those born on the border; the more normal they seemed on the surface, the more twisted they were behind the scenes.

The more Ai Xueli thought about it, the more convinced—indeed, certain—she became that this kid was hiding something big.