To everyone watching, speaking such narcissistic words directly to Shen Lingjun would surely earn only a cold sneer and a look of mocking disgust.
Yet, Shen Lingjun did not retort. Instead, a flash of helplessness flickered in his eyes, like a monster guilty of every atrocity suddenly caught by a princess exposing his heart.
Surely, if a monster’s bizarre, filthy heart were discovered, one would feel nothing but revulsion.
Chapter 117