The hall suddenly quieted down.
Luna lounged lazily on the Ten Thousand Years Warm Jade Couch, her hand teasing the Little Golden Dragon, Aurelius Valerius, at the edge of the couch. Her voice was playful, "It seems the title of Beast God Envoy carries quite a weight in Aetheria. This Little Princess from The Celestian Clan is quite well-informed; we just set foot in the Amethyst Palace, and she's already here."
Malachi Arcanus looked indifferent, his voice aloof, "No need to pay attention to her. I barely know her, haven't even seen her more than a few times, don't even know if she's round or flat."
It's not that he was deliberately trying to deceive, he truly couldn't remember.
He's never been interested in the females from these major clans, naturally wouldn't remember their faces.
His words amused Luna, and she was about to speak.
