C276 Yearning for Beauty

He was still obstinately silent, this time not even looking at her, silently staring at the ground as if he were mute.

No matter how skilled he was, he could not pry open his mouth to force his voice. He threw his dagger on the ground angrily, turned around and strode to the edge of the platform. He casually picked up a whip with thorns, and she caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eye