The plump woman's eyes widened in astonishment.
The man standing before her wore a deep frown, and a subtle emerald hue glistened in his dark eyes. His attire billowed gracefully around him.
The radiant object in his hand retracted, leaving the woman in a state of bewilderment as she watched him seal a vessel capable of acmodating over 30 people into a talisman. She instinctively took a few steps back, her shock evident.
When her senses returned, the woman hastily knelt to the ground, paying her respects through repeated kowtows. She implored, "Celestial being, I beg for your mercy, celestial being."
The man in purple regarded her with indifference. The radiance in his hand intensified, revealing a miniature figure dressed in a scarlet bridal gown and adorned with a phoenix coronet, walking delicately upon his palm. Although the illumination was exceedingly faint, the features of the figure were exquisitely detailed, making it unmistakably clear.
The woman couldn't help but shudder and tremble. Her mind felt like it had detonated, causing her entire body to quiver.
Wasn't this the same young lady with an elegant and aloof demeanor that she had seen a mere moment ago?
Considering the divine and elegant aura of this man, could it be that the young lady had fled a forced marriage, and he pursued her?
He was courting his wife!
She had even contemplated introducing the young lady to the village chief's simpleminded son to earn a substantial mission.
Oh my, the young lady must possess an incredibly powerful background. Her spouse was a god-like entity.
It was a close call; she hadn't made any moves yet. Otherwise, her entire family's safety would have been at stake.
Overwhelmed by shock and fear, the woman broke into a cold sweat. In a daze, she heard the man's cold voice inquire, "Have you encountered her before?"
The woman nodded repeatedly, her head bobbing like a chick pecking at grains, and she replied in an anxious repetition, "I-I just walked over! I went to the old man, Old Wang's house in the east of the village. There's a big plum tree at the entrance."
The man cast a cold glance at her and extended his hand to retrieve the tiny figure, who appeared to be leisurely strolling in his palm. His chilling aura brushed against the woman's face as he vanished in an instant.
With a sudden thud, the woman collapsed to the ground. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and instinctively touched her neck.
Thankfully, she had narrowly avoided courting disaster…
Wait, why did her neck feel sticky?
She tried to lower her head to inspect but realized her head had detached from her neck.
Without prehending her own fate, her lifeless body tumbled into the riverside.
Niuniu and the elderly man prepared two fish, one steamed and the other simmer-fried. Only then did the three of them gather around the small square table.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was forcefully kicked open.
Qiao Mu furrowed her brows, stood up, and walked out of the house. There, she immediately spotted the person standing at the entrance, their cold gaze fixed upon her.
Her heart skipped a beat, causing her entire body to momentarily stiffen. She opened her mouth and inquired, "Why is it you?"
In an instant, a bolt of lightning erupted from his hand, aimed directly at the grandfather and granddaughter.
Alarmed, Qiao Mu swiftly stepped forward to shield them, skillfully diverting the spiritual thunder with her own power, taking two steps back in succession.
Her large, clear eyes turned red with anger in an instant.
The man wore a sly grin and let out a mocking sneer. "You've never been one for sympathy. Since when did you turn into such a benevolent soul?"
Qiao Mu fixed him with a cold gaze. "You seem to act as if you know me inside out. We're far from being acquaintances."
"Not familiar?" He chuckled derisively. "Perhaps not in this lifetime."
Qiao Mu's eyes widened in sudden astonishment, and she stared at him in disbelief.
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