''Don''t hehehe me...''
Davis almost wanted to berate her for her to take this matter seriously. However, with how clingy she was to him, he imagined that she would never betray him, much less take some kind of action that would put him in a spot.
Natalya had never done something like that, but on second thought, he knew she had done something simr, but it was to obtain him.
Still, a feeling of difort swelled in his heart to be going around doubting his women, but he also knew they were in immense distress right now than him, especially Tanya, causing him to feel like trash. Nheless, he knew he had to do this in order to find out the culprit.
''But if it was just my imagination...''
Davis sucked in a breath of cold air, "Natalya, have you been naughty and identally spilled the information?"
He red at Natalya, causing her to purse her lips and shake her head.
"I asked you a question."
"No! I haven''t been naughty!~" Natalya smile vigorously, "I''ve been studious and hard-working this half a year."
"Is that so? Good." Davis nodded, still ring at her, before he walked towards the next person.
A beautiful woman in a golden robe stood at his next destination. Her purple hair was long and wavy, with a slight curl to it. She had high cheekbones that were emphasized by her eyes; they wererge and ck, asionally shining golden as it emerged as a sign of her regal nature, which contrasted nicely against her pale skin.
The rest of her features also spoke of beauty--her lips were full, her nose straight, and she seemed to have a wless figure, emphasizing where it needed to be emphasized.
"My empress. Would you happen to feel danger to your self-proimed title because you fear someone might take it away from you?"
Isabe flicked her long, purple hair, "Then I''ll wee their challenge. I will not deign to use underhanded methods like exposing someone''s weakness."
"..."
Myria looked at those two, wondering if they were talking about her in that context.
Meanwhile, ra shook her head, causing Davis to go to the next person. So far, there had been no idents but what about the fiery woman in front of him? She had an infernal set of crimson eyes and a slightly alluring curve between the corner of her eyes. Her lips were thin and rosy, while her body was covered by an exquisite robe that hugged every curve she possessed.
"Shirley, do you hold resentment against Myria, causing you to identally reveal something you shouldn''t have?"
"Tell her that I''m not going to talk to her unless she apologizes to me."
Shirley red at Myria, causing thetter to merely look on indifferently.
"Answer the question." Davis pressed on with a heavy voice, causing her to take a deep breath before she red back at him.
"No, I haven''t done something so foolish for a long time."
Shirley lowered her head and clenched her fists, "There''s nothing more hurting than betrayal for me. I might have the heart to forgive but if the other party doesn''t reciprocate, then I will..."
"Alright, I see you haven''t done anything bad."
Davis patted Shirley''s shoulder, causing her to shudder lightly before she turned around.<novelnext></novelnext>
Davis further reached out his hand, which was brushed away, but he stopped moving his hand suddenly, his expression hesitating before he moved on to the next one.
She wore a lovely, intricately designed azure robe with windy cloud patterns, which intimately hugged her slim and delicate figure, but despite her beauty, her expression appeared sharp, and her eyes shone with an azure glint, practically shining like des.
"Nope~" Before Davis could ask anything, she opened her mouth, "I haven''t done anything to betray you or Myria. Actually, I rarely have the time to even talk to my elder sister or Mingzhi anymore."
Davis looked at her deeply. Sensing Level Nine Immortal Stage undtions from her and a hidden prowess that was suppressed inside her, ready to explode, he could see that Fiora cultivated extremely hard to reach the ce she was currently in now.
Nheless, getting her answer, he turned to look at ra but received the same answer.
He walked towards a slim, attractive woman with big bosoms, causing him to stop in his tracks. However, that wasn''t what stopped him in his tracks but her Heart Intent struck his own, causing him to feel like this interrogation wouldn''t go well.
"Hmph. Asking in order won''t do any good as it will give the traitor time to prepare. I''ll change my order then..."
Davis harrumphed lightly and walked past Mingzhi, causing her to narrow her eyes at him as she watched him walk away to the back of the line.
At the very end stood Threelotus.
She wore a white robe and appeared like an innocent yet careless flower as she had an easy-going personality, but she was also slightly timider than any member of the Reaper Soul Legion, causing her to be pale as she saw Davising towards her.
"L-Legion Master, I didn''t do anything!"
Even before Davis arrived before her, she blurted out, causing everyone to narrow their eyes at her, wondering why she was so nervous. Even they had calmed after Davismanded them to stand in a line, making them find this kind of behavior suspicious enough.
"Are you sure that you didn''t blurt something out like you did now?"
Davis arrived before, towering over her small stature as he raised his head to look down at her.
"No..."
"I don''t think so." Davis raised his brows, "If Myria is harmed, then the one to be in trouble would be Yotan, as she is themon protector of the ind. As the Vice Commander, I''m sure you would like to obtain her position, no?"
Davis''s voice started soft, but by the end, it grew heavier, causing Threelotus to shudder as she shook her head.
"I... I... I didn''t do anything..." Threelotus repeated the same thing, causing ra to open her mouth.
"Brother, she''s lying."
Her answer instantly caught everyone''s attention as they weighed their gazes upon Threelotus, causing her to shudder.
Davis also took a step forward and closed the distance, raising his hand to capture her. However, Threelotus took a step back as her hands iled.
"I''ll tell... I''ll tell!"
"Speak!" Davis bellowed, causing Threelotus to be pale before she hurriedly tried to speak, her lips quivering.