The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 341

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Chapter 341 How Will He Not Spare Me?

Chapter 341 How Will He Not Spare Me?

Under Lola’s watchful gaze, the girl slowly sat up on the tree trunk.

Her delicate feet dangled below, swaying lightly.

She turned to Lola, her porcelain–like face lighting up with a pure, radiant smile. “Oh, Instructor Lola! Long time no see!”

Lola’s body trembled even harder under the gaze of the girl in the princess dress.

But remembering that the girl hadn’t stirred up trouble in quite a while, Lola forced herself to calm down and asked, “Why are you here?”

The girl blinked innocently. “I was here before you showed up.”

Tilting her head slightly, she added with a playful grin, “Instructor Lola, you interrupted my nap. So, tell me, how are you planning to make it up to me?”

Lola heard her words, and a ripple of unease broke through her icy gaze.

She had clearly scanned the area before coming here and hadn’t sensed anyone’s presence.

But then it struck her–before the girl spoke, she hadn’t noticed anything unusual at all, which could only mean that the girl had been here the entire time!

And now, she seemed even more terrifying than before.

The girl, noticing Lola’s silence, tilted her head slightly and let out a soft, questioning “Hmm?”

Lola lowered her gaze to Zach, who was lying on the ground. “Since you want to rest, I won’t disturb you.”

With that, she reached out to grab Zach’s arm, ready to leave.

But just as her hand was about to touch him, a razor–thin shard of ice suddenly sliced across the back of her hand, leaving a deep, bone–revealing wound.

Lola’s face turned icy as a sharp sting shot through her hand, and her gaze locked onto the girl with a piercing intensity.

The girl, unfazed by the hostile glare, simply smiled. “You can’t just walk away after interrupting me.”

Lola knew too well the horrors hidden behind that angelic face. Memories of blood and cruelty flashed in her mind, but she suppressed her fear.

She glanced at the wound on her hand and forced herself to suppress the fear rising in her chest.

Lola said, “Attacking an instructor in the training grounds is a direct violation of the rules…”

Before Lola could finish, the girl cut her off with a playful laugh. “According to the rules, I should be whipped a hundred times and then kicked out of the training grounds, right?”

She blinked her delicate, doll–like eyes and looked at Lola as if Lola were the biggest fool alive. “But seriously, do you think those ridiculous rules apply to me?”

Lola’s face froze, her words stuck in her throat.

‘The training ground rules? Completely useless against this maniac!‘ she thought bitterly.

If they worked, the girl’d have been kicked out of here more times than anyone could count.

Bringing up the rules was just Lola’s desperate attempt to cling to her dignity as an instructor.

Lola’s gaze locked onto the girl, cold and sharp. “What do you want?”

The girl, seeing Lola’s humiliated yet forced compliance, found it amusing.

After a brief pause, her eyes landed on the silver whip in Lola’s hand. “Your whip leaves a mark with just one strike. Looks like it could be fun!”