Yarin's POV:
I wasn't the only one who was shocked. Karter and Anthony didn't expect Azazel to treat me like this, either.
"Why don't you ask Yarin, my lord?" Karter prompted tentatively.
So Azazel asked me!
"My dear grandson, what would you like as a greeting gift?"
I was speechless. Did he think I couldn't hear his disdain and indifference? He didn't care about my feelings at all. He figured that it was fun. It was like teasing a puppy by the roadside to bite him. There was a fearless 'love'.
I said coldly, "You getting out of my body is my favorite gift."
I no longer cared if I could anger him or not. To this temperamental demon, it didn't matter whether he spoke coldly or bowed to me. If he were happy, he would spare one's life. If he were unhappy, it would be useless even if one licked his shoes like a dog. If one deserved to die, he would still die.
