Chapitre 163: Join the Camp?

'She knows!'

Zayn swallowed his saliva nervously as he stared at the meek smile on Legatus Sarah's face.

She was just about to say something when the middle-aged man appeared by her side.

"Legatus. Do you know this infiltr–...I mean this esteemed young man?" He asked, rubbing his hands while maintaining a bright smile on his face. Droplets of cold sweat trickled down his temples and the corners of his lips began to twitch at the deadly glare the Legatus shot at him.

"Back off!" She ordered coldly, her authoritative voice causing the middle-aged man to step back instinctively.

Sarah didn't even think about answering the middle-aged man's question. Her attention was on Zayn, who was also trying to force a smile on his lips.