The woman with the long whip looked slightly wretched as she got to her feet. The scarf fell off, revealing her true face. After taking a good look, Alex almost screamed... It was a genuinely unsightly face. There were two centipede-like wounds with a deformed mouth that was abnormally large and crooked, looking terrifying and disgusting.

Rage welled up in the woman's heart. She wanted to kill someone.

The person whom she wanted to kill was clearly Alex. She glared at him like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

However—

“Amber, hold your horses. Just treat someone as petty as him as non-existent.”

“Maximilia Calypse has a rule. Murder is not allowed within a 100-meter radius of her inn. Otherwise, she will kill you, and she is not all talk.”

The woman also knew about that rule. Eventually, she could only leave the matter unresolved and turn around in anger.

However, after walking for a short distance, she suddenly turned back and said, “I’m not going to kill him. I just feel