Chapter 51: Poor Chi Ling!
Aphrosiaâs gaze turned icy, her resolve unyielding. Her motherâs ring was her bottom lineâanyone coveting it would face her wrath. […]
Aphrosiaâs gaze turned icy, her resolve unyielding. Her motherâs ring was her bottom lineâanyone coveting it would face her wrath. […]
âHavenât you considered one thing?â Mistfeather suddenly asked. âHm?â âOur house is gone! Where are we gonna live?â Mistfeatherâs voice
âWaitâŚâ Aphrosia narrowed her eyes, slender fingers rubbing her chin. âWhy does this coin bag feel off?â âW-Whatâs off?â Blazewingâs
After a thorough search, Flo sighed in reliefânothing was missing. Aside from a few strange potions, a ring, and a
Floâs heart leaped with joy, and even the hostility in his gaze toward Ifrora softened. Her outrageous kiss still replayed
âIâm afraid Mr. Flo wouldnât agree, would he?â the fox-eared princess asked with a playful smile. âAgree? He doesnât get
In the opulent hall, glazed tiles shimmered like molten gold under the sunlight, the faint scent of sandalwood mingling with
The voice belonged to none other than Ifrora, clearly displeased at being interrupted. The members of the Righteous Fist team
âOf course.â Ifroraâs fingertips grazed the magic array patterns in his hair, her pink nails glinting eerily under the candlelight.
âSo, whatâs your real goal?â Flo was baffled. This old witch had been throwing absurdities at him from the start.