ngry she felt like vomiting blood. The desire burning in her face flared up again as she fumed and raged, “Why is it this guy who’s here instead of the Spiritual Retreat Mystic If he were here, he’d h...d an eyebrow at Molie, "The stinking brat just injured her arm She refuses visitors which is understandable, but not even me—her grandfather—is welcome What’s going on here"Molie lowered her head and...
Chapter 43 Heavenly Fragrance and National Beauty