Xylon didn't say anything; he just started to walk around the statue.
It was so tall that anyone couldn't see its face properly, but Xylon recognized it immediately. His eyes narrowed with suspicion as he glared at Charles.
"How do you know him?" Xylon asked, his voice sharp and demanding.
Eva was utterly clueless about the whole situation, her mind filled with confusion as she looked at Xylon and Charles.
The tension in the air was palpable, and she could sense that something was deeply wrong.
She wondered why Xylon seemed so fixated on the statue and why Charles' smile vanished the moment she appeared in front of him.
As she locked eyes with Charles, her expression turned cold and filled with hate.
She couldn't forget the pain and suffering she had endured under his watch .