"Do you have a problem with your brain?"
Hel looked at Yang Yan with confusion.
The expression was just like looking at an idiot.
"I've got no problem!"
Obviously irritated by such a look.
Yang Yan glared at her fiercely and said with annoyance:
"Even if there is a problem, it's not my problem. It's the person who let me come here that has a problem."
Yang Yan complained as he spoke.
"The person who let you come? Who was it that let you come?"
Hel squinted her eyes, sizing up Yang Yan from head to toe.
"Person? No no no! It's not a person who let me come here, but a dog, a very big wolfdog."
Yang Yan spoke with a teasing expression.
Next to him, Hel, upon hearing Yang Yan's words, understood that he was referring to her brother, the Horror Giant Wolf Fenrir.
"My brother let you come?"
Hel looked at Yang Yan with astonishment and asked.
She knew that both her brothers, whether Fenrir or Jormangand, have never given up on the plan to rescue her.
