Chapter 166:
It’s been a while since I laughed so hard I held my sides.
Watching Malik dance with such a serious expression made Hanna hide her face while also looking serious herself.
Laughter kept escaping despite my efforts to hold it back.
Even though he wore a mask, obscuring his facial expressions, I imagined he was intensely focused, his face stern.
He danced really well, no joke.
The mask covering his face only added a dreamy effect, and the unique powerful dance moves a man could produce reminded me of idols from my previous life—splendid and sharp.
Made me wonder if he learned swordsmanship just to dance like that.
I was able to stay focused on the performance until the end, marveling and laughing at Malik’s different side.
As time flew by quickly, I couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful. Turning to Hanna, whose face was as red as a tomato from embarrassment, I spoke.