C781 Amputated arm

"You don't believe me?" His voice sank, "That lowly bastard …"

"There's no need for that," she said, interrupting him, looking at him with an unprecedented coldness in her jade eyes. "Please don't call him that." This form of address was truly ear-piercing to her.

"In my eyes, whether it's the Half Blood Clan you speak of or you, there's no difference to me