Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 53: State Preceptor Brightmoon

Thea Shaw’s mind began to quake violently.

The elegant and noble woman before her exuded a sense of holy compassion.

There was even a feeling akin to Thea’s own.

"Florence?"

Chloe Shaw’s call brought Thea back to her senses, and the beautiful woman on the sofa turned her head upon hearing the voice.

When she saw Chloe, she had an elegant smile, but upon seeing Thea beside her, the smile turned into a look of shock.

So shocked was she that she lost her composure and got up from the sofa.

Chloe thought she was angry about bringing soone along and quickly explained, "This is my sister, Thea Shaw. She just ca to see , and I’ll leave imdiately after dropping off these things."

"The... Thea Shaw?!"

Florence Locke was even more shocked, looking at Thea with a dazed expression, "Her na sounds so familiar."

"Is it? Perhaps I’ve ntioned her to you before."

Chloe was a bit surprised, as Florence’s deanor had changed significantly from what she rembered, almost as if seeing another Thea.

But upon closer look, there were still differences between the two.

Thea swallowed hard, unable to believe this unscientific phenonon was happening right before her eyes.

The woman in front of her bore an uncanny resemblance in both temperant and appearance to her ntor in the Won’s Respect Country.

The previous Great National Master, State Preceptor Brightmoon!

Before Thea’s return here, State Preceptor Brightmoon had just stepped down and announced travels to various places—how did she end up in the present day?

She never knew her ntor’s real na, as everyone had always respectfully called her State Preceptor Brightmoon.

Florence Locke was also staring at her, seemingly in a similar state as Thea.

Thea knew that her appearance was quite similar to that of those in the Won’s Respect Country, could the person before her truly be State Preceptor Brightmoon?

If she could ti travel, then soone else experiencing it didn’t seem impossible either...

Neither Thea nor Florence spoke, creating a strange atmosphere that Chloe could feel. She put down the box, took Thea’s hand, and prepared to leave, "Florence, I’ve brought your things back, I’ll leave with my sister now."

"Wait... Wait a mont."

Florence paused and said, "Why leave so soon after arriving? Please, sit down for a while, how about I make you so tea?"

Chloe couldn’t refuse and agreed.

She and Thea walked over, and Florence went to prepare so tea for them while Thea took the chance to say she needed to use the restroom.

Chloe pointed her in a direction and told Florence, "Florence, my sister needs to use the restroom."

Florence nodded, "Of course."

On her way to the restroom, Thea had to pass by Florence and quietly whispered, "State Preceptor Brightmoon?"

With a "clink," Florence’s hand trembled, causing the teacup to beco unsteady.

Thea: ...

Well, it appears it’s true.

Florence looked up at Thea with tears in her eyes, as if seeing a comrade from a revolution, overwheld with emotion.

However, since Chloe was present, Thea shook her finger and proceeded to the restroom.

When she erged, Florence had already stabilized her emotions. Her ntor, being the Great National Master, probably only needed two minutes to recover from such a turbulent shock. She then resud her ethereal composure, brewing them tea like the master she was.

Indeed, even the tea evoked a sense of nostalgia.

State Preceptor Brightmoon’s mastery of tea was unparalleled, the aroma lingered in one’s mouth, and its fragrance could still be detected three days later. In the Won’s Respect Country, only they, the disciples, and the Empress had the honor of tasting it.

Chloe took a sip, her eyes brightening, "Delightful tea!"

Then she gulped it down in one go.

Thea: ...