Julian Ford shrugged his shoulders. He didn't say who entrusted him, nor did he ask.
With his personality, even if he asked, he wouldn't get a clear answer.
Turning to narrow his phoenix eyes, a hint of interest arose in his gaze, and he lazily asked, "Having been around Tiana Thorne these days, what do you think of her as a person?"
Isaac: "She's pretentious."
"You're honest. Besides being pretentious, don't you find her cute?"
Isaac thought for a moment, inadvertently recalling her peeling an apple for him, his voice rare in its warmth: "Mm, cute."
Julian laughed, his eyes glimmering, and asked again, "Do you know who she is then?"
Isaac, being the Sect Leader of the Six Gates, a person capable of creating such a powerful presence, wasn't clueless. Upon hearing Julian's question, his long eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at him, meeting his gaze.
After a while, he tentatively asked, "Your fiancée?"
Julian: "..."
