Chapter 109: Chapter 109: The Power of the Sharp-Tongued Man

She glanced at Corbin Crowley behind her, half-smiling: “What’s the matter, feeling jealous?”

Corbin’s face darkened, “Stop being conceited, who’s jealous?”

After speaking, he instantly turned around and walked away.

Luna Sutton watched his retreating figure, not caring, and noticed his slightly reddened ear tips, her smile deepening.

This guy is not just any ordinary tsundere.

She retracted her gaze and continued looking towards the center of the field.

Rhys Blackwood’s performance was nearing its end.

He slowly stood up, scanning the field with his gaze before finally fixing it on Luna Sutton.

Their eyes met, and both of them were momentarily stunned.

“Ding, the host has gazed at Main Male Lead No. 2 Rhys Blackwood for over three seconds, triggering hidden mission four: dance a song with Rhys Blackwood before the bonfire party ends. Completion of the mission will yield a mysterious reward~”

The voice in her head left her momentarily frozen. Once she reacted, she laughed.

This damn system, surely knows how to seize opportunities to assign her tasks.

However, dancing with Rhys Blackwood might not be so bad; it could be a chance to get closer to him.

She hadn’t forgotten there was still a side mission of mating with Rhys Blackwood yet to be completed.

Nevertheless, figuring out how to invite Rhys Blackwood to dance was a problem.

Luna Sutton was pondering these matters when she saw Kian Sterling unwilling to be outdone, elegantly stepping to the center of the field.

The snowy beast fur gleamed with a fascinating luster under the bonfire’s light.

He smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, instantly causing a wave of shrieks from the females nearby.

“Wow, Kian is so gentle!”

“His smile is so healing, I feel like I’m melting.”

“Yes, spending a night with him, I’d die with no regrets!”

The whispers of the females reached Luna Sutton’s ears, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

These females really dared to think; despite Kian’s gentle appearance, inside he’s extremely cunning, deeply scheming.

Truly planning to deal with someone.

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus all combined would probably be spun around by him.

If there’s an old fox among them, that is certainly Kian Sterling.

Kian slowly removed the beast fur clothing, revealing a body as meticulously crafted, like jade.

His muscles weren’t as explosive as Corbin Crowley’s, nor as sleekly sexy as Rhys Blackwood’s.

But they possessed a gentle beauty, exuding a sense of graceful strength.

Accompanied by his androgynous face, he was entirely the embodiment of beauty without appearing effeminate.

He began to imitate the Nine-Tailed White Fox’s agility and cunning, moving lightly and elegantly, like a true white fox weaving through a forest.

That graceful posture, that lively gaze, gave a sense of purity, yet carried endless allure, making people utterly captivated.

The performance ended, Kian gracefully bowed in thanks and then retreated to the side.

The females went wild with their screams, applause thundering.

The atmosphere was thoroughly ignited, the males itching to move, while the females screamed continuously.

Luna Sutton originally thought Zeke Veridian would go on next, but this cold and sharp-tongued guy just stood there with arms crossed, watching the show, with no intention of going on stage.

Her gaze swept not far to Malachi Arcanus, oh wow, this one was even more impressive, actually hiding in a dark corner where the firelight didn’t reach, with a look of annoyance.

Just as she was about to retract her gaze.

Suddenly, the damn system popped out again.

“Ding! Host has triggered hidden mission five: make Zeke Veridian and Malachi Arcanus voluntarily perform at the bonfire party. Completion opens the system map, allowing certain range viewing of item resources.”

Luna Sutton felt like swearing, did the damn system have a glitch? There were already two missions incomplete in front, and now another one.

It wouldn’t even let her catch her breath.

Her gaze landed on Zeke Veridian, under the firelight, his cool face appeared even more breathtaking.

Still holding his arms, expression indifferent, as if he was an outsider.

She furrowed her brow deeply, Zeke’s cold and sharp-tongued demeanor made it difficult, anyone trying to speak a word more would be viciously retorted to the point of utter defeat.

Sighing, her gaze swept towards Malachi Arcanus in the distance.

He stood in the shadow, leaning against the tree trunk, hands tucked into the gaps of his beast fur wrap, eyes scanning the lively bonfire party coldly, a sneering curve on his lips.

Luna Sutton watched him from afar, her heart pounding.

She could almost imagine, if she rashly went over to invite him, Malachi would likely throw her a cold “Why should I care?”

Then turn and walk away.

Even with complaints, the task needed doing, opening the map would make locating resources much easier in the future.

She braced herself and walked over, wearing a polite smile, tentatively asking: “Zeke, everyone’s performing, wouldn’t you like to give it a try?”

Zeke glanced at her, a cold smile curving his lips: “Do you think I’m someone who performs?”

Luna Sutton was momentarily choked, inwardly rolling her eyes.

But her smile remained: “Of course not, you’re so outstanding, just a casual display and you’d surely impress everyone.”

Zeke let out a cold laugh: “Oh, impress everyone? Let those sickening females point at my body and scream like they’re on drugs? I’m not crazy.”

Saying this, his emerald eyes scanned Luna Sutton up and down, looking at her like a pervert, sarcastically saying: “Or perhaps, you want to see me stripped?”

She was almost choked to death by his words, her smile barely holding together.

His sharp-tongued prowess was indeed as reputed, comparable to online trolls, every word stinging deep.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, feigning calmness with a smile: “You misunderstood, I just feel it’s a waste for someone as outstanding as you not to showcase it.”

Zeke snorted, eyes filled with mockery: “Outstanding? And what does my being outstanding have to do with you? Or are you too, like those females, enamored by me?”

Luna Sutton was nearly suffocated by his words, clenching her fists mentally: this guy was utterly narcissistic! If not for the task, she would’ve turned on her heels and left.

But for the map, she had to press on: “You’re overthinking, I just feel that, as part of the tribe, acting like this seems very unsociable. Look at Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, they all performed and received so much applause and screams, surely you don’t want to fall behind them?”

Zeke coldly glanced at her, as if looking at an idiot.

“If they enjoy acting like clowns, that’s their business. Why would I cater to others’ preferences? Unsociable? Applause and screams? You think I care about these?”

Luna Sutton: “…”

Internally, she was already mentally pounding walls, his sharp-tongued prowess akin to a “keyboard warrior”, leaving her speechless.

Just as she was about to give up and turn to Malachi Arcanus.

Zeke unexpectedly spoke again: “However, if you really want to see a performance, I might give you a suggestion.”

Her eyes brightened, thinking he finally relented, quickly asking: “What’s the suggestion?”

Zeke’s lips curved in a cold smile, eyes meaningfully: “You could go find Malachi Arcanus, isn’t he known for being a loner? Maybe he’d be happy to perform a ’disappear on the spot’ act for you.”

Luna Sutton: “…”

She realized if she spoke one more sentence with Zeke Veridian, half of her brain cells would likely die.

Thus, she decisively turned and walked towards Malachi Arcanus.

Malachi stood within the shadows, his entire presence radiating a “keep-off” aura, a “don’t touch me” expression.

She braced herself and walked over, maintaining her polite smile: “Malachi, everyone’s performing, want to give it a try?”

Malachi coldly glanced at her, his gaze filled with impatience: “Why should I care?”

Luna Sutton: “…”

Sure enough, as expected, his “classic lines” right at the start.

She felt, no matter how much saliva she wasted, it would be in vain.

Might as well stop wasting saliva.

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