Lev: Haha, guys, I can't take it anymore-I'm blowing myself up! (Continued)

Oberon's sly eyes flicked quickly between Rafe and Mo Wang, instantly catching the unspoken tension in the air.

He waved a hand almost at once, his face settling into a perfectly measured, distant smile. "Friends? No, no, you must be joking. This gentleman and I... have merely met a few times. We could hardly be called familiar."

"Oh?" Mo Wang raised his brows in feigned surprise, his voice carrying an exaggerated confusion. "If you aren't close, then why would you be here? Don't tell me... you just happened to be passing by?"

Oberon's eyes darted, and he raised a hand to point toward the seemingly barren wilderness in the distance, answering without so much as a change in expression, "The scenery here has its own hidden charms. I am merely an ordinary traveler drawn in by the view, stopping here to admire it. Look at those drifting clouds on the horizon, the twilight over the wasteland—how magnificent!"

"You're spouting nonsense!" Rafe could no longer hold back. He thrust a finger at Oberon, his furious shout tearing through the thin veil the other man had woven. "What admiring the scenery?! You clearly intend to summon the 'Remains of the Beast God' slumbering here and use its power to destroy all of Britain! You complete and utter bastard!"

Oberon sucked in a sharp breath and pointed rigidly at Rafe.

At this moment, Oberon really was a little panicked.

He looked at Mo Wang, thinking hard about what he should do now.

In his view, Chaldea's Master ought to count as being on the side of justice.

After learning that he intended to destroy the world, Mo Wang definitely would not let him off.

Yet after hearing Rafe's words, Mo Wang instead looked at Oberon with enthusiasm.

Mo Wang suddenly grabbed Oberon's hand