Adanis ordered bluntly, "Give it to me."
Adanis had already prepared herself to butt heads with Angel, but Angel seemed completely unconcerned with her commanding tone. He casually tossed the bronze mirror over. "If you want it, take it."
Adanis hadn't expected Angel to just hand the bronze mirror to her so directly, so when she saw it flying toward her, she was still dazed. It wasn't until the mirror was about to fall that she snapped back, scrambling to catch it in a fluster.
Only after Adanis caught the bronze mirror firmly did the panic on her face ease.
Right after, Adanis lifted her head in anger to glare at Angel, wanting to question how he could just casually throw the bronze mirror at her.
"You—" But as she opened her mouth in fury, she suddenly remembered: she was the one who told Angel to hand the bronze mirror over. The words changed on her lips. "Is this how you treat Olao?"
Angel looked completely puzzled, and the others also turned to Adanis in confusion.
