Chapter 1796

Angering Moss might cost him the chance to regain his normal voice.

Realizing this, Melon lowered his head.

His lips quivered as tears fell silently.

He recalled his mother’s advice: to defeat an enemy, first show weakness, then gain their sympathy.

As expected, Moss frowned at the sight of Melon’s quiet sobbing.

Something stirred in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

“Why are you crying again? I haven’t poisoned you.

Are you so afraid of dying?” Moss snapped, clearly impatient.

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using his little hand to dab at his eyes,

lifted his head, gave a hiccup, and stammered to Moss, ““I-I won’t cry anymore… Since you don’t

Even if I hiccup

want to… Be a part of

softened at Melon’s

his lips in a

had concocted

flask reeked like a stable on a hot summer

noxious brew, Moss approached Melon, who instinctively recoiled to

stared at each other from mere feet

Melon’s fear mounted.

smell so vile? Was this Moss’ way of getting back at him

planning to end

shook his head desperately, covering his

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