Chapter 71: Bury The Hatchet

The moment Dylan's words registered in her mind, Xiu's expression had become comical. She looked like one of those pop-eyed toys from claw machines. It was perfectly funny - at least, for Dylan it was funny.

He saw the shock registering on her face before she could even hide it in any way. A small smile played on his lips but it had a dangerous edge to it. Words had left her but he suddenly had found a whole new world.

"I'm an old Uncle?" He repeated the words she once said to him as he stepped towards her. "I should wear spectacles?" Xiu looked anywhere but at him as she took another step back while he took another towards her. "Right, you're even gonna lend me your spectacles." Xiu choked on air at that reminder, she pushed her spectacles up the bridge of her nose and coughed with a fist before her mouth. "I'm your damn punching bag?"