Chapter 120: What? Don't want to be responsible?
"What a coincidence!" He opened his thin lips lightly, and his voice was still magnetic and good, but it was cold and unemotional.
"Yes...... Oh, yes. The corners of my lips twitched, and I replied with a puff.
"Don't be nervous, I won't eat people." He added, but the corners of his lips curled to the side, revealing a wicked smile.
"That's not good." I swallowed my sour saliva and backed away, trying to exit the elevator, but he grabbed me.
"It's rare, let's go have a cup of coffee." Without the slightest hint of solicitation, he raised his other hand as he spoke, closing the elevator door.
"I don't like coffee." His palms were cold, completely devoid of the warmth of a living person.
This is the demon from hell.
"Then sit down." I can't help but refuse.
I tried to break free from his restraints, but there was a force holding me down, and I couldn't resist.
There's a café across the road.
The man asked for a cup of unsweetened Blue Mountain, and he took it upon himself to order me a cappuccino.
"By the way, I still don't know what your name is?" I made up my mind and spoke. "Yun'er said that you are her boss, that is the one who controls hell?"
"Ahh The man replied softly, acknowledging what was going on.
"You're Hades?"
I had another question, but it provoked the man to glance coldly, and his thin lips pursed lightly.
"Isn't it?!" I judged by his expression.
"I'm just in charge of hell, not the whole underworld." The man explained lightly. "Also, you can call me Ling Tian."
Ling Tian?
I don't think I've heard this name anywhere.
The man sitting across from me put me in a state of nervousness and uneasiness, and I didn't think about it for a moment.
Coffee was delivered.
I took the cup and took a careful sip, the white mousse bubbles sticking to my lips like a mustache.
Ling Tian stared at me, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissolving, and the corners of his lips slightly lifted as if he had seen something funny.
I didn't react, thinking that he had some bad intentions, so I tightened the cup in my hand and took another sip of coffee.
"Yun'er said you can see the soul line." After a while, he broke the silence and said.
"So, you wanted to kill people that night?" I was angry when I thought about what happened in the alley that night.
"Where, Yun'er just wants to play a little game, she has always been very fun-loving." Ling Tian downplayed his actions that night, and I was even more angry when I heard it, but with his great strength, I dared not speak out. "It's you, you're really nosy, and killed my dog."
"...... still haunts me when I think of the three-headed dog of hell." Hehe, that's not the original intention of much. ”
"How not? If you don't want to save people, you can't shirk that responsibility. ”
I swallowed, but he was telling the truth, I was rushing forward so desperately to save people, and the angel blade was just responding to my wish.
"That'...... The hellhounds are dead, what do you want? I asked cautiously.
"It's impossible for you to pay me a Cerberus." He said very politely. "In this way, if you help me deal with one thing, this matter will be settled."
"It's not right for you to do that kind of business that harms people's lives, I just want to save people, there's nothing wrong with that." His request made me even more uneasy, arguing.
"There's nothing wrong with what you want me to do." Ling Tian's eyes turned cold again, "What? Don't want to be responsible? ”
Does his look make me not want to be 'responsible'?