Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Charm Technique

Zeke Veridian unconsciously clenched his fist, fingertips turning slightly white.

In the distance, the amorous swaying of a fox tail mingled with the sweet, sultry breaths of the female, startling the Strix perching on the treetops.

He had thought he could dismiss Luna Sutton as he always did.

But now, his footsteps seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move.

“Hmph, the true nature of a fox, indeed licentious.”

He muttered under his breath, a hint of displeasure flashing in his emerald eyes.

Even he couldn’t tell if the displeasure stemmed from Kian Sterling’s “foxy nature,” or from Luna Sutton actually being with Kian Sterling…

He shook his head, trying to rid himself of these chaotic thoughts.

Turning to leave.

“Splash…”

The hot spring water suddenly surged, and Kian Sterling’s nine fox tails wrapped Luna Sutton into a white cocoon.

His eyes swirled with an eerie purple-gold glow, his voice enchantingly persuasive: “Luna, tell me… who exactly are you?”

Zeke Veridian’s steps halted once more, his ears perking up unconsciously.

Luna Sutton, already disoriented from the torment, faced that eerie purple-gold glow, her pupils starting to dilate.

“Me? I am Luna Sutton!”

Her voice became soft and ethereal.

This Luna Sutton wasn’t the same as the other Luna Sutton, but in the previous life, she was also called this name.

She was tightly entwined by Kian Sterling’s fox tails, her whole being seemingly sinking into a cloud of softness, her consciousness growing increasingly blurry.

Kian Sterling’s beautiful fox eyes flickered with a purple-gold halo, as if they could see through her soul.

“Luna, tell me, how much of your heart is really with me…?”

His voice was low and bewitching.

Her pupils dilated further, red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to speak.

At that moment, a warning sound suddenly echoed in her mind: “Warning! Warning! The host is being affected by the Fox Clan’s Charm Technique, please wake up immediately!”

Luna Sutton snapped back to her senses, biting her tongue to force herself to stay alert.

She cursed silently: This old fox is indeed cunning, trying to coax the truth out of her while she was unprepared with the Charm Technique.

Feigning confusion, she blinked, her voice hazy: “Kian Sterling, what did you just say? I’m a bit dizzy, didn’t catch that.”

Kian Sterling’s eyes flickered with the purple-gold glow briefly, a gentle smile on his face: “I asked, how much of your heart is truly with me?”

She laughed coldly inside, pretending to be mesmerized, “True feelings, of course, count for one hundred percent. You’re so handsome, so gentle, and treat me so well. I love you the most, my dear Beast Husband!”

Her voice was so sweet it seemed like honey could drip from it, yet her eyes still maintained a hint of bewilderment, as if she were truly enchanted.

If not for the timely system alert, she indeed would have been charmed.

This old fox really deserves a beating.

Kian Sterling heard these words, and a subtle ripple of emotion passed through his beautiful fox eyes.

He then resumed his gentle demeanor.

He gently stroked her cheek, voice low and captivating: “Luna, what a lovely way you have with words, but… why do I feel like you’re brushing me off?”

Luna Sutton’s inner alarm bells were ringing, silently cursing this old fox for being so difficult to deal with.

But on the surface, she maintained the hazy, entranced look, struggling a bit, murmuring: “What I said is true. I was so ugly, so fat before, and only you didn’t mind. You not only gave me food and fur but also precious salt, even sometimes roasted it for me. You practically cater to my every need. You are so good, how could I not like such a wonderful Beast Husband?”

Kian Sterling hesitated slightly, his beautiful fox eyes showing some satisfaction but still skeptical, leaning closer to her ear, whispering: “Then why did you blame me before, saying I intentionally fattened you up?”

“I was just teasing you!”

She still looked dazed, making an effort to stay conscious, replying softly.

“Oh, so Luna was just teasing me.”

Kian Sterling chuckled softly, his tail lightly brushing her waist, voice still low and alluring: “Then tell me, which among the five of us do you like the least?”

Luna Sutton was slightly startled, not expecting him to ask this, thinking it was something she could answer.

She pondered for a moment, then said: “Of course, it’s Zeke Veridian. Although he looks handsome, his mouth is too venomous. Every time I speak with him, I end up feeling wrecked, it’s unbearable.”

In the shadows, Zeke Veridian heard this, a flicker of displeasure crossing his emerald eyes, feeling a strange sense of irritation.

He snorted coldly, mocking under his breath: “Ha, so I am this insignificant in your heart.”

Though he always treated Luna Sutton coldly, even with some disdain.

But hearing her say she “likes him the least,” made him strangely uncomfortable.

Zeke Veridian was about to turn and leave when he caught sight of a massive python coiled on an extraordinarily tall ancient tree in the dense forest.

In the moonlight, its black scales shimmered with a cold, dim light, icy vertical pupils fixated on the direction of the hot springs.

“Rhys Blackwood?”

Zeke Veridian raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise, “What’s he doing here too?”

He was about to speak when he saw Rhys Blackwood’s snake tail sway gently, signaling him to remain silent.

Zeke Veridian closed his mouth silently, huffing internally, that guy usually so cold like ice, who’d have thought he’d eavesdrop in the dark.

Just then, a rustling sound emerged from another side of the bushes.

Zeke Veridian and Rhys Blackwood both turned their heads, only to see Corbin Crowley standing on an ancient tree, silver eyes glinting dangerously in the moonlight, a branch crushed to pieces in his grasp.

He too was fixated on the direction of the hot springs.

His form was concealed by dense foliage, almost blending seamlessly with the night, hard to spot without careful inspection.

“Ha, so everyone’s here?”

Zeke Veridian snorted softly, feeling inexplicably restless.

Corbin Crowley shot him a glance, a cold smirk on his lips, “What’s the matter, you can come, but I can’t?”

Zeke Veridian couldn’t be bothered to respond, turning his gaze back toward the hot springs.

By the hot spring, Kian Sterling heard Luna Sutton’s reply, a hint of amusement in his fox eyes.

He gently caressed her cheek, his voice so gentle it could make one drunk: “Luna, what you said really makes me happy. But, Zeke Veridian’s mouth may be sharp, yet his abilities are still decent, don’t underestimate him.”

Luna Sutton felt tickled by his tail, pulling it away somewhat, still with that dazed look, replying softly: “Yeah, I know he’s impressive, but his words cut like a knife, and he never shows me a kind face, who could tolerate that?”

In the shadows, Zeke Veridian heard this, his cool, indifferent face turning darker, the tips of his fingers whitening slightly under the pressure, emotions flickering in his emerald eyes.

“Ha, so I am this insignificant in your heart.”

He mocked coldly, his voice icy as frost.

Rhys Blackwood coiled on the ancient tree and Corbin Crowley hidden by the branches both turned their gazes toward Zeke Veridian, amusement flashing in their eyes.

No wonder Luna doesn’t like Zeke Veridian, his tongue truly is venomous, to the extent that all the females in the tribe are terrified of him.

Neither said a word, just pricked up their ears to listen.

All eager to know their places in Luna’s heart.

By the hot spring, Kian Sterling chuckled softly, a cunning glint in his fox eyes: “Then I’ll mock him back for you, how’s that?”

Luna Sutton blinked, still in a daze, “Sure, just make sure to stand up for me, don’t let him bully me again.”

“Naturally!”

Kian Sterling’s fingers brushed lightly across her face, the purple-gold brilliance in his fox eyes swirling, his gentle voice full of allure: “And Corbin Crowley, he’s your first Beast Husband, what do you think of him?”

“Corbin Crowley, huh? He’s powerful, domineering, a bit like… an overbearing CEO, too controlling, likes to manage everything about me. From eating an extra piece of meat to disliking my clothes, he keeps an eye on everything, gets jealous at the drop of a hat, glaring or grabbing my wrist, pinching hard, not gentle at all.”

Without thinking, she blurted it out.

The system thought to warn her that her Beast Husbands were hiding nearby, upon further reflection, stayed silent.

Zeke Veridian’s sharp tongue indeed, Corbin Crowley’s domineering nature indubitably, hearing this might be good for them.

Reflecting on it might help temper these ill manners.

Thinking thus, it didn’t issue any warning.

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