"Did your captain ask you to safely escort her to our Illusory Moon Sect?"
"Yes!"
"It was a chance encounter. Why did you help him?"
"It was on the way, so we lent a hand casually."
Magnus Flores stared intently at Carson Flores' face, his expression darkening: "Did you do anything to Cirelle Moonshadow on the way?"
Carson Flores frowned: "You suspect me?"
Magnus Flores said coldly, "Answer my question."
Carson Flores replied in a cold voice, "I promised Fellow Foster to deliver Miss Moonshadow safely and intact. Naturally, I would do so without resorting to despicable acts. Besides, Miss Moonshadow is right here. If you doubt me, you can confirm with her directly."
Magnus Flores glanced at Cirelle Moonshadow and said coldly, "She didn't come here willingly. She dislikes me, even hates me. Now, on the road, she meets a kind-hearted, handsome man. Do you think she might have thoughts, wouldn't want to cheapen herself by liking me, don't you think so?"
