Ella’s hand had just touched the coffee shop’s door handle when a voice exploded from behind her.
Her fingers trembled, and the door handle slipped in her palm.
She had originally wanted to secretly change her clothes back first.
But as soon as she entered the shop, she was startled.
“Shuang Ling?! Don’t scare me!”
Ella turned around, her right hand covering her chest.
Her silver hair swayed twice behind her head, and the black ribbon fluttered gently with her movements.
She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her palm one after another.
Shuang Ling stood behind her, her blue pupils staring straight at her.
“Your Majesty’s acting skills are truly excellent!”
Shuang Ling’s voice carried a kind of fanatical admiration.
“I know! This must also be part of your performance, right! I didn’t expect you to portray a silly, timid little brat so realistically!”
“You…”
Can you shut up! What do you mean silly! Timid little brat!
In her mind, Ella pressed Shuang Ling’s face into her armpit and beat her up a thousand times.
Left hook, right hook, uppercut, lower hook—each punch landing precisely on that cold face.
She could even imagine Shuang Ling being beaten until her nose was bruised and face swollen, her blue hair a mess.
But when the words reached her lips, she chose to play along.
“Mm~ That’s right, you understand, Shuang Ling.”
Her voice drew out the ending tone, carrying a sweet, cloying composure that even she found disgusting.
Her right hand lowered from her chest, resting on her waist, elbow pushed outward, chin slightly raised.
“To blend into this group of humans, one must first become as foolish as they are.”
“My disguise is flawless~”
Ugh ugh ugh, do I really have to talk like this? Whatever, it’s all to avoid blowing my cover.
To prevent Shuang Ling from discovering that she was actually a boss who was just painting big pies.
“Speaking of which, Your Majesty,”
Shuang Ling took a step forward, the coldness in her tone almost overflowing.
“You should know by now, right? A major incident just occurred in the plaza at the Transfer Station.”
“I know.”
Ella nodded.
“Someone impersonated us, trying to frame the people here.”
“Tch! How bold of them! They actually dared to disguise themselves as our compatriots!”
The swarm was offended, and frost sprouted at Shuang Ling’s feet.
Ella was stunned.
Just how many hidden abilities did this successful creation Shuang Ling still have…
“And what does that cheap, foolish-to-an-extreme-level disguise even mean!”
Her right hand clenched into a fist, knuckles crack crack.
Ella’s face turned a bit pale at the sight.
Back then, this hand had almost crushed her wrist.
“Your Majesty! You won’t just sit by and do nothing, right!”
“Of course not.”
Ella turned around, her back to Shuang Ling.
She turned her neck forty-five degrees to the right, silver hair hanging down from the side of her face, covering half of it.
She raised her right hand, fingers pinching the back of her head, fingertips sinking into the silver hair.
Her crimson pupils glanced sideways at Shuang Ling from the corner of her eye.
Everything was under her control.
No matter how much the foolish humans struggled, it was meaningless.
They could never escape the swarm’s grasp.
This was what Shuang Ling saw.
“I have my plans.”
“Wait patiently, Shuang Ling.”
“Understood! Your Majesty!”
The corners of Shuang Ling’s mouth curved up even more exaggeratedly.
That was a smile that could only be described as fanatical.
“I definitely won’t let you down!”
Ella let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.
Her fingers lowered from the back of her head, hanging at her sides.
She secretly wiped the sweat from her palms on her skirt.
“What about the three of them?”
“They are on the way back.”
Shuang Ling’s voice returned to that cold, emotionless flatness.
“I have no interest in traveling with a bunch of failures.”
“Mm, I see.”
Ella nodded, turned around, facing the wall.
Her gaze fell on a piece of faded wallpaper on the wall.
The edge of the wallpaper was curled up a bit, revealing the blackened, damp wall surface underneath.
She withdrew her gaze, leaving only the back of her head to Shuang Ling.
Her silver ponytail hung behind her back, the black ribbon tied into a bow at the end of her hair, swaying slightly in the air.
She let out a breath.
Successfully dealt with Shuang Ling for another day.
Yay!
Wait, why am I so talented at painting big pies?
As for that so-called alliance, she needed to ask Dieyi and the others.