"Galver was the Moonlight Knight before," Philomena murmured softly.
Barely any perceptive power, didn't she see I was putting on a show!
Wayne had never had in-depth interactions with the High Priest of the Inverted World, a pure newbie, not yet broken in, with no tacit understanding whatsoever.
Even if he did break in, it'd be of no use; he and Philomena of the Outer World had grown feelings over time, and the adulterous pair's connection couldn't be built overnight—it would be difficult for them to achieve a tacit understanding in a short period.
Wayne curled his lip, forcibly maintaining his cool facade, "Oh, no wonder the name sounded familiar. It's just some dust that could easily be brushed off, dirtied my sleeve, rings a bell."
Because of Philomena's meddling, this act came across a bit stiff and wasn't pulled off completely.