Luna stared at him, cold laughter echoing silently in her heart.
As expected from an old fox—even when exposed, he could still lie without a change in expression.
This level of composure and willpower was truly beyond ordinary people.
"Kian Sterling, if you don't want others to know, you shouldn't do it yourself."
Her voice was icy, carrying undisguised mockery. "Do you really think I don't know what you've done?"
Kian Sterling's smile froze momentarily, but quickly returned to normal.
He let out a soft sigh, his tone filled with helplessness and gentle affection. "Luna, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Still pretending?"
Rage flashed in Luna's eyes, cold to the extreme. Her voice was frigid beyond compare. "Kian Sterling, has the Demon Gu already swallowed your mind completely? Left you without even the barest shred of a moral boundary?"
