The corners of Phantylia's mouth twitched slightly. Damn Blake!
He ruined the Foxian girl's body she had painstakingly crafted, and no matter how much she tried, it couldn't be repaired! It would have been better to just seize a body directly back then, without worrying about the consequences.
Before Blake left, he thoughtfully left behind a neck brace. This was what made Phantylia break down the most—forced entrapment, making her life worse than death.
"Sigh~" Seeing Tingyun in such a state, Mengming also sighed. "Big Sister Tingyun runs around every day for the merchant guild; it must be very tiring. Do you need me to rub your shoulders?"
Phantylia hurriedly shook her head. "No... no need. Thank you for your kindness, Little Boss Lady." If Mengming gave her a massage, she would definitely discover the flaws in this body. If she noticed something, it would be another trouble.
But... a child shouldn't be able to notice, right? With her exquisite acting skills, Phantylia didn't think a fox-eared loli could see through her.
Thinking of this, Phantylia's expression gradually turned confident, and she changed her tune: "Then... I'll trouble you?"
"Sigh~ Little Boss Lady, one cup of Immortal's Delight Tea."
Just as Mengming placed her hands on Phantylia's shoulders and was about to massage her, a sigh suddenly came from behind.
Screwlloyd, dressed as Blake, pulled up a chair and sat directly opposite Phantylia, who was dressed as Tingyun.
"Welcome to the [Sleepless Earl]. Would the guest like to drink anything else?" Mengming immediately switched to hospitality mode.
"No need, I can finish drinking and then give..." Screwlloyd waved his hand. As he looked up, his gaze met Phantylia's.
Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting... Miss Tingyun? Being so blatant at night? Showing her true face?
That was the makeup he had painstakingly applied...
Instantly, Screwlloyd's pupils contracted sharply, his fingertips tingling as if electrocuted. The mechanical gears inside his body accelerated, heralding the arrival of a crisis.
Does it have to be so coincidental? First, his resting place was raided, and now he runs into a Lord Ravager? Are you kidding me?!
It seems that before going out in the future, he has to ask the Acting Priestess to give him some luck buffs. Otherwise, looking back on this day, he was just too unlucky.
Screwlloyd reacted quickly, looking at Mengming who was waiting for a reply, and a terrifying thought rose in his heart.
Is this Lord Ravager so vicious as to target the teahouse's Little Boss Lady in the dead of night when crowds are sparse?
No, even knowing the disparity in strength between the two sides, he must protect the Little Boss Lady! She gave him milk tea and lent a helping hand at a critical moment; Screwlloyd will remember this for a lifetime!
Worst case scenario, he'll self-destruct with the opponent. Even if the exchange fails, seriously injuring a Lord Ravager alone would make this life worth it.
On Phantylia's side, upon seeing Screwlloyd, she was scared into standing up directly. The muffled sound of her knee hitting the table leg awakened the stagnant time.
Cold sweat first pooled in her collarbone, then turned into a glacial river washing through her body. Her throat rolled up and down incessantly, unable to swallow the fishy-sweet fear. That terrifying golden figure was still branded in her pupils.
She had already been tormented miserably enough; would Blake still not let her go? Why does this Church Pontiff look at people with colored glasses!
Phantylia hadn't provoked the Church like [Zephyro], nor actively sought death like [Candra] by looking for the Church's Priestess.
Why... does it have to be her?!
Seeing Screwlloyd also stand up, Phantylia panicked even more.
No, if she stays any longer, she'll die! Blake clearly doesn't intend to let her go!
"Uh haha... This little maiden suddenly remembered there are matters to attend to. I shall take my leave first!" At this moment, Phantylia couldn't care less about courtesy or disguised speech patterns; she turned tail and ran again.
"Eh? Big Sister Tingyun..." Mengming, unaware of the truth, looked at the retreating Phantylia with sudden disappointment. Did Big Sister Tingyun not want me to massage her? Did she think my strength was too weak?
Screwlloyd was also confused, but suddenly remembering that he was wearing Blake's appearance, he instantly felt relieved.
Sure enough, this face gives a great sense of security.
Meanwhile, Master Adrian (actually not), exhausted from a day's work, returned to the milk tea shop mentally and physically weary.
"Lord Adrian?"
Tingyun, dressed as the priestess, hid behind the wall and only poked her head out after hearing the voice.
"Wow..." Seeing this scene, Adrian's nose tingled. He didn't expect Tingyun to be so dedicated, actually helping him manage the milk tea shop until now.
"Sigh~" Just as Adrian entered the shop, another sigh came from behind. Stelle and March 7th also pretended to be exhausted and walked into the milk tea shop.
Dan Heng stood outside the shop with his arms crossed, watching them with a helpless expression.
"Time to go back. Mr. Welt is rushing us."
"Mr. Yang? Oh, just say we are buying specialties for Mr. Yang. I remember he hasn't tried Teacher Adrian's milk tea yet."
Since we've come to a milk tea shop opened by an acquaintance, how can we not freeload a few cups? It can also be considered increasing the shop's daily sales for Teacher Adrian for free.
Stelle leaned close to Adrian. "By the way... do you want to consider adding some new products to your milk tea shop? Although this boba milk tea never gets boring no matter how much I drink, I want to try new flavors."
"That's right! I wouldn't have noticed if Stelle didn't say it, but Teacher Adrian's milk tea has only been one kind from start to finish!"
"Hehe~ This is called maintaining one's original intention."
"Isn't that just laziness!"
...
The pleasant night passed in a flash. The next morning.
The preparations at the Divination Commission were complete. Next... it was time to interrogate Kafka!
"Good morning, Mr. Adrian!"
It was the familiar routine again. Qingque pushed open the shop door, ready to buy the first cup of milk tea of the day.
"You're here quite early this time. Want to try a new product launched by the shop?"
After Stelle's suggestion yesterday, Adrian indeed felt he should launch some new products, such as the slushy milk tea recommended by customer March 7th.
Adrian wiped the water droplets off the cup with a towel. [Eternity]'s freshness-locking refrigeration technology—you deserve it!
"No matter the flavor, it all tastes the same anyway." With some time left, Qingque sat on the sofa, intending to drink a few mouthfuls before leaving.
"I heard the delve of the Divination Commission suffered a disaster. Is everything okay?" Adrian asked casually.
"Aiya~ Isn't that the reason I came early? But Mr. Adrian doesn't need to worry! Even if the sky of the Divination Commission falls, there's still the Master Diviner holding it up."
"Although her stature is lacking, her ability reaches the sky."
"You see, I arrived at the shop half an hour early today, definitely not to grab a seat at the tile parlor to mess around. I'm following her orders to wait at Exalting Sanctum Plaza for the arriving honored guests. Time is precious, every second counts!"
"This is what I mentioned to Mr. Adrian before: slacking off and working without delaying either."
"So... is this the reason you're sitting on the sofa, delaying your departure?"
"Hey~ I figured I could rest for a few more minutes. Once I get to the Divination Commission, I'll probably be busy with this and that... I might even get scolded by the Master Diviner. There won't be any time to slack off then~"