The woman's words had nothing to do with the current task but still startled Bologue. From Serey's mouth, he knew that the Night Race had long vanished from history, yet suddenly there was a female Night Race before him, and she seemed intent on purchasing that flesh mass to nurture more of her kind.
"Who is your friend?" the woman asked again.
"The auction isn't over yet. There might still be many things I can't understand," Bologue delayed.
The woman narrowed her eyes, a hint of anger showing, but she quickly smiled as if she didn't mind.
"Are you going to betray your friend?"
Aimou's voice sounded. To avoid attracting the woman's attention, she tried her best to lower her presence since the conversation began.
Of course, Bologue couldn't answer her verbally but shook his head subtly.
Betray?
Bologue did want to betray Serey, but the problem was that Serey was riddled with suspicion.
