As soon as the words were spoken, Corbin Crowley's silver eyes immediately froze, and his originally violent aura was suddenly suppressed.
His brows furrowed tightly, enough to squash a fly, and he said coldly, "Dare you cancel it?"
Luna Sutton raised an eyebrow, responding defiantly, "You think I won't dare?"
Corbin Crowley's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his lips pressed into a straight line, clearly trying to hold back his anger.
But thinking of the irresistible delicious food, he swallowed his anger forcefully, snorting coldly, "Consider yourself ruthless."
She couldn't deny these words; after struggling through the apocalypse, being ruthless was a necessity for survival.
If that wretched man made a fuss every time, how could she complete her future tasks?
Of course, one should exploit weaknesses.
Rhys Blackwood watched this scene, a barely noticeable smile flashing across his stern face.
He spoke indifferently, "Shall we continue?"
