Semua Bab Living With My Lady Boss: Bab 1401 - Bab 1410

The attack increased in pressure as the water level around them sank. Wilbur felt like he could barely even lift the sword he was holding. He let out a sigh as the Spiritual Furnace in his body began to spin. An overwhelming amount of spiritual energy surged out as he lit up with roaring spiritual flames, breaking free of the pressure holding him down. Wilbur blocked the man's attack deftly with his sword, before making an abrupt turn to swing the sword against the man's neck. The angle of the sword was practically impossible and came out of nowhere. Coupled with Wilbur's powerful spiritual energy, it was terrifyingly powerful. The man's expression shifted, and he retreated a good few meters backward at once. Wilbur took this opportunity to explain, "Sir, I really had zero intention of spying on you cultivating. Can we please stop this?" Yet the man barked out a wild laugh. "I haven't met someone on my level in a long time. It doesn't matter what you were trying to do, le

At the same time, the pressure weighing down on Wilbur continued to increase by the second. It was clear that the man had activated his Super Domain, one that seemed to be crushing Wilbur's Tyrant's Gaze. Wilbur's body felt all the heavier, and he could barely hold the historical halberd up. This surprised him greatly. He had yet to meet anyone who could hold him down within his Super Domain. If he was being honest, the man was ridiculously powerful. His eyes were bloodshot then. His hair began to float in the air, swaying in the wind. It was clear that the man was not bound by the pressures of his own domain. Just then, the man slowly lifted the gigantic sword in his grasp. Despite his actions being so slow that even a mortal could avoid the attack. The terrifying pressure of the man's domain had bore down on Wilbur so strongly that he could not move at all. Under such circumstances, even someone at the Super Sanctuary level would have no choice but to watch themse

Wilbur furrowed his brows. "Don't piss me off, or you'll regret it." Jaden burst out laughing. "Listen up, motherf*cker! I've never met anyone I couldn't afford to offend, so you can drop the big talk." "What did I ever do to you?" Wilbur frowned. Jaden eyed him coldly. "Nothing. I just don't like your face. Got a problem with that?" Wilbur's expression darkened. "Watch your tone before you get yourself into trouble." Jaden was about to respond when Elise said, "C'mon, Jaden. Cut it out." Jaden sneered at Wilbur. "Don't let me run into you again, or you're f*cked." Wilbur shook his head, turning to leave. Elise chased after him. "Please don't mind him, Mister Penn. He's always been like that, I hope you don't take it to heart." "I won't stoop to his level." Wilbur left for good after that. Elise sighed, coming up to the two men with a scowl. "We're on foreign grounds, Jaden. Could you tone it down?" "He should count his lucky stars we aren't in Dasha, or I would'v

Hans did not give him a reply, continuing to play with the bangle in his hands. The bangle was the size of a palm, radiating an air of antique charm. It was clear that it cost quite a bit. Seeing Hans remain silent, Connor and the others had no choice but to wait patiently. A while later, Hans passed the jade bangle back to the butler, who returned it to the briefcase. "My deepest apologies," said Hans. "The Angora clan isn't what it used to be anymore. I'm afraid I can't be of any help." Jaden was the first to panic. "Surely there's nothing you can't sort out in Morburn, right?" Hans smiled. "I might be an Earl, but I haven't had much actual power for a while now. To tell the truth, I think you'd be better off asking for help from Governor Wynna." "We did, but he's always busy," Jaden said. Hans took out a pipe then. The butler filled it with a beautiful golden tobacco, before lighting it. Hans took a leisurely puff, saying nothing. Connor looked at Jaden, then at

Of course, Wilbur knew that his spirit had been intruded. Nevertheless, he did not respond with a counter-attack. Instead, he let this intrusive spirit energy spread throughout his consciousness. Countless devastating memories of his past filled his mind, worsening his mood by the second as his expression turned to one of deep sadness. The intrusive spirit energy continued to spread in his sea of consciousness, magnifying his grief. From the few people from his past whom he felt like he had let down, to regret over past mistakes he had made, Wilbur's depressive thoughts grew until he felt like he was a burden to the world and better off dead. Wilbur's expression slowly drained of all hope, morphing into a wild grimace. The next second, Wilbur's soul lit up with a golden flame that rippled into its surroundings. Wilbur could not help but sigh. He had wanted to find out just how far this spirit intruder was willing to go, only for his soul to respond defensively on its own.