The two Holy Daughters were secretly plotting more plan details when Jiang Qiue grew increasingly confident about the "Holy Daughter Rebellion Plan."
They didn't notice that the quiet "Dragon Language" book lying on the sofa had a mysterious, dark cover that became even more enigmatic under the candlelight, with a flowing light vortex rotating beneath it.
"Mr. Xia, instead of saying these inexplicable things to me, you might want to pay more attention to those two restless Holy Daughters."
The silver-haired nun's golden eyes flashed, her voice indifferent, "I've sensed subtle spiritual power fluctuations, Cha Naixue doesn't seem to be very honest."
"I'm well aware of that."
Xia Feng smiled, "This girl is always thinking about how to enslave me in return, and now with Jiang Qiue, a natural ally appearing, she certainly won't let this chance slip away. Just don't know how far they've got, have they formed an alliance?"
