"Playing dumb with me, are you?" Lilith pinched Wu Heng's waist, then said, "You went to the Holy Hall. Did you really think I wouldn't know?"
Wu Heng smiled. There was no way he could have kept something like this hidden, so he simply said, "I was afraid you'd worry."
Lilith's face turned cold, her voice carrying a hint of grievance. "Afraid I'd leak the secret? You kept it from me all this time!"
Wu Heng immediately took her hand and pulled her onto his lap. "How could that be? I just didn't want to put you in a difficult position."
His fingertips gently stroked her palm as he continued, "If I'd told you beforehand and the Association questioned you, wouldn't you have been caught in the middle?"
"Hmph, so many excuses." Lilith turned her face away, but her tense shoulders had relaxed somewhat.
Wu Heng took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist. "What's our relationship? I could hide it from anyone, but never from you."
Lilith finally turned back, hooking one arm around his neck. "So can you tell me the truth now?"
"Of course!" Wu Heng grinned brightly. "Which part do you want to hear?"
"Why did you suddenly attack the Holy Hall?"
"Before, we were only thinking about how to defend ourselves. It was too passive." Wu Heng traced circles along her waist with his fingers. "So I thought, why not just steal the Church's artifact for producing heroes and solve the problem once and for all—"
"You call that stealing?!" Lilith nearly jumped up. "You smashed their Holy Hall! Knocked out the entire city! And you stripped the Pope down to his underwear, didn't you?"
Wu Heng looked innocent. "My methods may have been... a little aggressive?"
Lilith pressed a hand to her