Faced with Credence's sudden flirtation, Dorothy was so shocked that she could not say a word.

With his face expressionless, Credence blew a cloud of white smoke in her face, gently brushing over her skin. His gaze was firmly locked on her, bearing only half amounts of iciness.

"Ahem, wh-what are you doing?"

In the past, even if Dorothy did not smash the bottle on his face, she would have avoided his attacks.

However, she had come here to apologize to him sincerely. If she accidentally angered him more, he would definitely vent all of his anger on Juelz. That was not the outcome she wanted.

She silently bit her...