1490 Mirror of his true self.

Feng Shufen's eyes went coldly sharp. Turning his gaze into a glare, he narrowed his eyes and stood from the chair and walked to her. "Stubborn? Am I being stubborn here?" 

He asked and it would be a great lie if Li Xue would say that she didn't get scared of the change of aura he held at that moment. If she hadn't known him and his concerns, she would have almost thought that he would hurt her the next moment. But then again, she knew that he would never ever do anything to hurt her, let alone talk about harming her.

And with that confidence, she stood straight in front of him. Staring into his eyes, she nodded, "You don't think so? Because from where I am seeing Mr. Beelzebub, I feel you are getting stubborn over your resentments. And only when you let go those resentments, you will be able to set yourself free."