Myris finished the passage with a playful tone, but Losiya did not lose her mind in a fit of rage as Myris had imagined. Losiya furrowed her brow and thought for a moment, then said, "It seems you really hate me."
"It's alright," Myris said with an indifferent tone.
"But..."
Losiya asked suspiciously, "How do you know Julian's identity?"
Her attitude was unusually calm now. Myris frowned and said, "It's simple, because he and I are the same kind of people. We naturally recognize each other."
Thinking for a moment, she added with a smile, "And we don't have to be like you, using those kinds of methods to get to him."
That kind of method, of course, referred to first using the identity of a master to subdue the other party, then using so-called emotions to make the other party willing to be conquered.
"What do you mean? Do Saints have some kind of innate ability to recognize each other?" Losiya asked, feigning confusion.
"Something like that."
