His right eye was blocked, his vision a hazy, milky white.
Chaisi could vaguely feel several small tentacles swimming and unfurling before his eyelid, like fingers probing for him again and again. Once or twice, a tentacle even licked the skin beneath his eye.
He remained seated, not moving, allowing the small, snow-white porcelain shard to hover before his eye.
Beside him, Jin Xueli had already turned her head. In the corner of his eye, he could see her eyes were wide as she stammered, "Wh-what's happening? I was just chatting for a second…"
Chaisi tilted his head, avoiding the small, tentacled shard of white porcelain. He picked up his glass from the table, took a sip, and settled back into his seat.
"You can't do it, can you?" he asked calmly.
The Noh-masked Han Liuyue said nothing.
A small piece of the chin was now missing from her snow-white, swollen face.
