Sisi halted her steps immediately, but she didn't react to Marik's provocation.
Marik didn't know what kind of expression was on Sisi's face right now, but he was far too curious, perhaps wickedly so. He didn't care if Sisi got angry at his mocking tone; all he wanted was to know her better.
Everything about her enticed his curiosity, and just like how he enjoyed stalking his prey for hours, he also liked prying into his target's secrets even if it might cause his death.
"I saw your 'son.' He has very rare, exquisite white fur, even in the beastman world," Marik pointed out. "Do you plan to raise him and then butcher him once he's big enough? I know humans would value his unique fur. You could spend your entire life drowning in gold once you sell his pelt. Hell, even I'm quite interested in getting his pelt myself, he'd make a good belt for me."
In a flash, Sisi used her power to shoot vines up from the ground, wrapping Marik's body completely from toe to chest.
