The man’s slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ear: "Don’t be angry." "No way, I can’t help but be angry." Raina North turned to look at Elias Hawthorne, "You’re not trying to plead on behalf of Pip Finch, are you? I’m telling you, it’s useless, this brat needs to be taught a harsh lesson." The more Raina thought about it, the angrier she became. Could this guy’s thoughts be any dirtier? He actually dared to suspect her of being interested in both men and women! She swore that if Pip Finch showed up in front of her now, she’d definitely smash him to pieces! Elias Hawthorne chuckled softly, "No need to be so harsh. Although Pip Finch was talking nonsense, he didn’t contribute anything." "Contribute?" Raina gave Elias a sidelong glance, "What kind of contribution?" With a face that said, "Let’s see how you spin this tale," Raina kept watching. "Of course, it’s a reminder." Elias’s voice was low, "Thanks to Pip’s reminder, tonight you can wear men’s clothing while I help you shower. I think that would be quite nice." Raina, irritated, banged her forehead against Elias’s, and said angrily, "Get away from me!" The Celestial Alliance. Pip Finch lounged on the sofa, chewing on a toothpick, legs propped up, slinking around, occasionally clicking his tongue, his face full of astonishment. Lune glanced at Pip Finch, said nothing, and took out his Crescent Blade from his side, carefully wiping it. Pip Finch shook his head, "Amazing, truly amazing. When will Orion teach me a move?" Pip Finch murmured on for a long time, yet received no response; turning his head, he saw Lune in deep affection with his blade. He couldn’t resist dragging the single-seat sofa over, "Hey, Little Lune..." Just as he said those few words, the Crescent Blade was at his throat. Fresh chapters posted on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽 The sharp blade, capable of cutting a hair in half, seemed ready to slice his throat the next second. "Alright, alright, Lune, Lune, can’t we?" Pip Finch flicked the Crescent Blade, "Put it away, put it away, hurry." After Lune removed the blade, Pip Finch continued, "Aren’t you even a little curious about what I know?" "Not curious." Lune’s expression was indifferent, "They’re all just crappy things anyway." Pip Finch was instantly enraged, "What crappy things! Lune, we’ve been brothers for so many years, is this really how you’ve always seen me?" "Hmm." Lune indicated that if it weren’t for their brotherhood in The Celestial Alliance, he wouldn’t even bother being polite. "You... you..." Pip Finch clutched his chest, fingers trembling, looking deeply aggrieved: "You’ve hurt me too much! If you keep acting , I won’t have anything to do with you, I mean it." "Suit yourself." Lune took another clean towel, wiping the blade repeatedly. Pip Finch felt he had taken a thousand hits. He was angry, very angry. Not being able to take it anymore, he slammed the table and stood up, rolling up his sleeves, "Lune, I want a duel with you! A duel to the death!" Lune raised his head, "You sure about that?" Seeing the battle spirit ignite in Lune’s eyes, even though he was a brawl enthusiast, he couldn’t help but chicken out. "Well, it’s not entirely certain." Despite being tough, Little Lune was recklessly fearless. Can’t afford to provoke him, can’t afford it. Regrettably, Lune withdrew his sight and continued wiping his Crescent Blade. Pip Finch sneakily crept closer again, "I really do know a big secret, and it’s about Orion’s big secret."