"You..." Elina's expression hardened, her heart racing. "Who are you? What do you want from me?"
The knife was so close to her neck that even the slightest movement could make her bleed.
"Hahaha! Who am I? I'm a famous assassin, known as Tiger Fang. As for my purpose, of course, it's to capture you," he replied playfully.
His gaze roamed over Elina's body as he licked his upper lip. "You're an Elf—and it's rare to find one like you. If I sell you at the slave market, I'll make a fortune in gold coins! Hahaha!"
"Damn it..." Elina gritted her teeth in anger. She couldn't understand how her identity had been exposed.
Every day, she wore a cloak that covered her from head to toe.
Even when she performed fortune-telling, she kept her face hidden under her hood and disguised her voice to sound like an old woman.
Only Leon truly knew who she was. But surely, it couldn't have been Leon who betrayed her… could it?
