I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

When Fanta returned to his room as usual, this time he no longer saw the sleeping beauty.

Su Tang stood on the balcony with her back to him, the moonlight shining on her.

The two people are one bright and one dark, with light and shadow interweaving.

Su Tang was not stupid. A few days was enough for her to learn a lot of things, including the original owner of the room.

She had no sense of usurping someone else's position. She turned to look at Fanta and told him the truth.

"Are you avoiding me?"

Su Tang was not idle and was not waiting here for Fenda. He was worried about Erlan and the others, which was why he had not slept for a long time.

It's rare to meet this busy man. If you are shy, you may get nothing. Then you can only go straight to the point.

Fanta answered irrelevantly: "Sorry, I'm used to it. I'm leaving now."

The habit he was talking about was, of course, the habit of returning to his own room.

He turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Su Tang.

"Am I that scary? Sit down and talk?"

The woman reflected in the moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of cool glow. She leaned lazily against the fence, and her loose nightgown could not hide her alluring curves.

It was not deliberately exposed, but it was so bewitching.

Fenta let go of the hand that was holding the door handle. After struggling in his heart for a moment, his other clenched hand relaxed.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Seeing an opportunity, Su Tang walked in from the balcony, went to the sofa and poured himself two glasses of water.

"Well... let's talk about you... or Cedric?" She paused, testing the waters.

"Why do you call him Master?"

Fenda stood there without moving, and then said faintly: "There's nothing to talk about."

He pretended to open the door and leave again, but Su Tang stopped him at an extremely fast speed that Fanta had not expected.

"If you don't want to talk, can we talk about something else? If you leave in such a hurry, I'll think you're avoiding me on purpose."

Su Tang's words made Fanta's heart stop. At that moment, it seemed as if all his secrets were exposed to the woman.

Especially when he looks so miserable.

Fanta wanted to leave in a hurry, but Su Tang would never let him do as he wished. He grabbed his clothes, and as he pulled, an awkward scene happened that neither of them had expected.

The belt around the waist suddenly loosened, and the loose nightgown was completely opened. Su Tang subconsciously glanced down, then turned his head in panic, his cheeks slightly red.

Now I can see clearly what I should see and what I shouldn’t see.

"I...it was too dark. I didn't see anything. Do you believe it?"

Su Tang raised his head and looked into the eyes of the tall man. At this moment, Fanta's robe was still open.

There was no expression on his dark face, and only he knew that his face was burning hot.

Then, he tried his best to remain calm, squatted down to pick up the tie, and then tied his pajamas with an expressionless face.

It was as if he was not the one being seen.

Then he asked a question that surprised even himself, "Is it because the light is too dark, or am I too dark, that you can't see clearly?"

Su Tang's slightly lowered eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and Fanta, like a broken jar, leaned forward slightly to look at him.

Only when he looked closer could Su Tang see clearly the circle of gold around his pupils, which was more obvious and brighter than that of the Reila sisters.

Su Tang shook his head. Why was he still thinking about this at this time?

The next moment, his large palm clasped the slender neck, the delicate touch passed through the skin, and he lifted Su Tang's chin.

"Do you know that you are seducing people by doing this?"

He leaned even lower, whispering in Su Tang's ear, "Or did you seduce him using this method?"

Having been with Cedric for so long, he had seen all kinds of women, but this time, he was actually a little overwhelmed.

"Being too fickle is not a good thing."

This sentence seemed more like a warning to Su Tang.

Su Tang pushed him away with force and untied the restraints around his neck. Fanta was easily freed by Su Tang without any effort, and he even fell against the door because of Su Tang's force.

Such force did not hurt him, but Su Tang's strength was enough to surprise him.

Su Tang turned and walked towards the sofa, not affected by his words at all.

"I think you got one thing wrong. I am not his woman, and I did not seduce you."

She was so calm that Fanta felt as if she was overthinking it.

But he still noticed Su Tang's wording. Not his woman, does that mean she is not the master's woman?

But this?

He didn't understand.

Su Tang crossed her legs leisurely, picked up the porcelain cup on the table, curled her lips playfully, and stared at the Fanta leaning against the door.

"Do you all have such a vivid imagination? Although you are indeed good-looking, I am not that horny."

She put down the porcelain cup, spread out her fingers and counted them in front of Fanta, then shook four fingers.

"I already have four beast husbands, and I have no plans to add more. He is the Beast King, so he wouldn't want to lower his status, right? Besides, there is no seduction between you and me. I have no interest in you, and it is impossible for us to be together."

There are still too many unsolved mysteries in Lin Jing's diary. Fanta should be of pure light bloodline. Su Tang would not sacrifice herself for the sake of male beauty, right?

If the price of combining with the bloodline of light is losing her golden finger and the military power that supports her in this world, that would be extremely stupid.

Su Tang's words contained too much information, and Fanta was a little stunned for a moment.

He just murmured to himself: "Why, it's impossible?"

The room was very quiet and Su Tang heard what he said.

"Do you... hate the dirty-blood race?"

Su Tang's abrupt words made Fanta's brain a little confused, and he just asked back: "Which foreign race would not hate the dirty blood race?"

This sentence also made Su Tang confirm one thing. It seemed that Cedric, his subordinate, was not aware of his identity.

The master you are loyal to is the dirty blood you hate. How ironic!

Su Tang got up and prepared to go to bed. She stretched and walked into the inner room.

"Okay, we've talked about enough for today, so let's leave it at that."

The figure disappeared, and a sentence came out lightly, "He and I are just a deal. You don't have to treat me as his woman, just get along with me normally. Don't think too much~"

The last sentence seemed to be hinting at his narcissistic thoughts.

In fact, if it weren't for his current status, how could those saints look up to him.

And most of what he got now was thanks to Cedric's help.

Fanta rubbed his hair irritably. He had been feeling indescribably upset lately.