Chapter 152 Too Shallow to Recognize Your Imminence

• The middle-aged man gaped at Rosalie. At long last, he demanded, “What on earth were you saying? I didn’t understand a single word of it!”
• Only then did I realize that she was using our own language while cursing him out earlier instead of using the local language. Thus, I breathed a sigh of relief. Phew, what a relief!
• Cutting me a look, Rosalie asked quizzically, “Why do you look so relieved? Did you think I’d be so dumb as to lambaste him in a language he understands?”