"Ah, you really can't judge a book by its cover. Well then..."
Rustle, rustle.
After listening to Mo Bai's rather proud declaration, Christopher opened the script in his hands.
Rustle—
Looking at the enormous Script Page that suddenly appeared before him, Mo Bai knew this was Christopher's true script.
Without hesitation, Mo Bai walked straight toward the enormous page.
"But before you go, may I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
Mo Bai stopped just as he was about to step into the page.
"I want to know why you're so fixated on a vague memory."
As Christopher spoke, he wrote something in his script.
He looked like an author making last-minute revisions to his plot.
"I remember you weren't nearly this decisive when you first faced Haiveisha to help Lynae."
His words stirred Mo Bai's memories.
"You even know my memories from back then?"
"No, you misunderstand.
Verlaine was still in his position then, and our Remnant Star Society's undercover agents hadn't been thinned out like they have now. So we have some footage of your activities."
Christopher sounded a little helpless as he answered Mo Bai's question.
Lynae had already been rooting out the Remnant Star Society's undercover agents at Star Torch Academy.
Then, after Verlaine was exposed, the Academy carried out another sweeping internal purge.
Fortunately, the Remnant Star Society no longer needed so many undercover agents here.
Everything would be over soon.
What he hadn't expected was to find an appetizer like Mo Bai just before the main course was served.
"Since you think you know me so well, I'd like to hear my enemy tell me what sort of person I am in your eyes."
Mo Bai turned to look at Christopher.
"Before today, I would have described you as an ordinary person whose inner