My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 2679

"But you're too anxious," Fogort said.

"The Six Ritualistic Weapons, these taboo items, have long been marked as Disaster Magnets. Let me share a piece of common knowledge with you, you brat. Esteemed sects have their own true teachings, and other schools aren't regarded as orthodox in their eyes.

"Moreover, how could I discuss something labeled as Disaster Magnets with my fellow disciples?"

Balzard stood up and mechanically walked toward the door. As the door swung open, a tall and shapely woman stepped inside.

"No wonder you're the inheritor of the Chaos Talisman; you observe things quite meticulously. But I must correct you on one thing, I'm not a brat," she remarked.

Fogort ignored her, fully aware that he was now trapped. He decided to wait for her to explain her intentions.

The woman took a seat on the couch across from Fogort, crossing her legs and revealing her slender, fair thighs. "You should've left by now. What's the matter? Do you want to chat with me? Or are you attracted by my charm?"

Fogort stared intently at the woman, his expression cold and foreboding. It was as if he intended to kill her with his gaze.

The woman was undeniably beautiful, exuding a unique allure characteristic of mature women. Yet, her slightly pink eyes revealed a hint of madness. With a smug smile, she seemed both pleased and triumphant.

Fogort did not rush to respond. Instead, he poured himself another drink. After downing it in one go, he finally said, "Those people at the train station, were they all arranged by you?"

The woman replied proudly, "Indeed, that was me."

"Who are you? What's your purpose?"

The woman smiled. "So direct? You really lack subtlety."

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