"What will it take for you to release them?"
Caleb suppressed the fire in his heart, asking coldly with agitation.
Kian Sterling twirled the bone chain with his fingertips, moonlight on the silver tail of The White Fox turned into a galaxy.
He didn't answer but leaned closer to Caleb's neck, his nose brushed against the bulging veins: "I heard The Winged Tiger Tribe has been researching pottery lately, and achieved quite a result."
Caleb's pupils constricted; the news that The Winged Tiger Tribe was researching pottery had always been well-sealed, how did Kian Sterling know?
He frowned in deep thought, could Chloe have made some deal with Kian Sterling to survive?
No, impossible...
Chloe was gentle and kind, loved him so much, even in danger, even if they fought and misunderstood each other, she would never betray The Winged Tiger Tribe or him.
But once the suspicion arose, it couldn't be suppressed.
