Victor's gaze fell back to his shoulder, where the scorpion's tail was still twitching.
He stiffly raised a hand and pressed it against his cheek, forcing his head to turn away. He didn't dare look. He really didn't.
'Hold on.'
'I can't knock it off. This is a gift from the Princess. I have to take care of it, even if it kills me.'
Standing beside Javier Sinclair, Celeste Grant glanced at Victor and Yvonne, then broke into a smile. 'So Yvonne's husband is afraid of scorpions. A great cultivator, scared of something like this?'
Victor Rhodes edged closer to Yvonne Sawyer. He reached out, tugged lightly on her sleeve, and whispered, "Yvie… get it off me."
"Aren't you embarrassed?" Yvonne shot him a look. "It's just a scorpion."
Victor Rhodes was speechless.
'But I'm scared,' he thought.
'It's a scorpion! So terrifying.'
