Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1546
Chapter 1546: Chapter 1533: Two Immortal Envoys Brazenly Messing with Someone_1 Chapter 1546: Chapter 1533: Two Immortal Envoys Brazenly Messing with Someone_1 “Immortal.”
“Miss Lin!”
Jiang Chenxi, who had been watching the day's fantastic battles outside the Martial Arts Arena with his two companions, noticed them intending to leave and rushed over eagerly, attempting to grab their attention in front of the beautiful women.
“Ouch.”
The three of them had not yet approached when, for some unknown reason, they tripped and collectively fell forward, falling flat on their faces.
“Lin, Immortal.”
Jiang Chenxi, not willing to give up, picked himself up from the ground and tried to approach Lin Qingluo again, but once again, he slipped and fell.
This time, his forehead met with a stone as he fell, resulting in a swelling bruise and dizzying him with pain.
“Young Master Jiang!”
“Chenxi.”
His two companions gasped in surprise, scrambling to their feet to assist him.
But for some unknown reason, their knees felt numb and they ended up falling to the ground again with a thud.
“What's going on?”
“Could there be a ghost?”
The two of them sensed something amiss, their eyes filled with fear as they looked around, but found nothing unusual, which heightened their terror.
“Ghost?”
Jiang Chenxi, hearing their murmurs, was so frightened that he trembled: “Don't scare me, you two. I'm very scared of ghosts.”
“Humph, daring to say that we are ghosts, these three blind fools. If I don't give them a good beating, I won't be able to vent my anger.”
The two Immortal Emissaries, who had been anonymously causing mischief, darkened their faces upon hearing the word 'ghost'.
Jiang Chenxi and his companions were definitely not going to have a good ending since the two Emissaries were upset.
What followed were endless screams of pain.
The trio ran away from the Martial Arts Arena, beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces, crawling, and rolling all the way.
*
“Master.”
The Little Kingfisher's sharp eyes noticed something unusual: “Something seems off. Someone seems to be messing with them on purpose.”
“Hmm.”
Lin Qingluo shared the same sentiment. She narrowed her eyes dangerously, locking onto a certain spot in the void.
“The Immortal Monarch is watching us.”
“Has she discovered us?”
“Impossible. With her current level of mana, she can't possibly detect our presence.”
“We were careless this time. In the future, we must not be so blatant in our mischief. If the Immortal Monarch discovers our whereabouts, we won't be able to protect her secretly any longer.”
“Let's go, let's go. We need to leave before the Immortal Monarch becomes suspicious. I'm starting to sweat from staying here any longer.”
“Yes, let's go.”
The two Immortal Emissaries disappeared quickly, fearing that Lin Qingluo might find them.
Lin Qingluo's eyes sparkled. She glanced in the direction where the two Emissaries had disappeared, following the faint disturbances in the void. Then, she withdrew her gaze with a sigh.
With her current level of spiritual perception, she could only detect the disturbances in the void and couldn't discern their true forms.
Her current strength was far from what it once was.
*
She really is Siye!
Her mannerisms and behavior are exactly the same as I remember.
The fleeting loneliness in her eyes tugged at the heartstrings of the onlooker.
Lost in her thoughts, Lin Qingluo failed to notice another pair of eyes hidden in the void that kept a constant gaze on her.
True Master Guang Qin gazed deeply at the unfamiliar young girl before him, recalling the peerless beauty of her previous life. His feelings were complicated and indistinguishable, stirring up a mix of emotions in his heart.
*
The welcoming banquet was hosted by Fuxin Business Firm. Song and dance performances made for an extraordinary atmosphere.
As the event was drawing to a close, Jiang Manyun seized the opportunity and leisurely approached Lin Qingluo under the pretense of proposing a toast.
“Two months have passed, and you, following your ascension to the Immortal Palace as the Elder in Charge of Affairs, have shot up like a rocket. Now I must address you as my senior.”
“There's no need for formalities, Immortal Manyun.”
Lin Qingluo lifted her wine cup, exchanging pleasantries with her: “I don't care for formalities. Since you're older, you can just call me Immortal.”
“If that's the case, I won't stand on ceremony with you, Immortal.”
Jiang Manyun's face brightened up, adding a flirty allure to her gaze: “Please, Immortal, accept this toast from me.”
Chapter end
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