The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day Chapter 325 - 265: Gift

Silas Valerius’s true intentions were exposed, yet he still wore a genial smile: "Young Master, you’re overthinking. The Clan Leader simply hasn’t seen you in a while, and misses you. Additionally, so matters within the clan require your return."

"Heh."

Mael Valerius sneered coldly, not believing a single word. The old man’s usual tricks? How could he not know?

"Uncle, go back and tell the old man that I won’t be returning to The Dragon Clan for now."

"But..."

Silas Valerius’s expression turned troubled, "Young Master, the Clan Leader specifically instructed..."

"Enough."

Mael Valerius impatiently interrupted him, "If the old man truly had sothing urgent, he would have you relay it to rather than summoning back without a word."

Luna Sutton sensed the tension in the air and gently tugged Mael Valerius’s sleeve: "Perhaps... You should go back for a while?"

"Luna!"

Mael Valerius’s dark golden eyes flashed with a hint of hurt, "Are you asking to leave?"

"No..."

She sighed helplessly, "I’m just worried about your father..."

"Worried about what?"

Mael Valerius pulled her into his embrace, "I know exactly what’s on the old man’s mind. If he dares touch you, I’ll overturn The Dragon Clan’s ancestral land."

Soren Phoenix, watching with amusent, suddenly chid in: "Is cousin really that fierce? How about I accompany Luna to The Dragon Clan? I guarantee uncle wouldn’t dare harm a hair on her head~"

"Get lost!"

Mael Valerius and Corbin Crowley shouted simultaneously in anger.

Soren Phoenix pursed his lips and continued molding his warped clay pot.

Silas Valerius saw this and realized he wouldn’t be able to bring back the Young Master today, so he could only sigh: "In that case, this old man shall take his leave."

Before departing, he gave Luna Sutton a aningful glance: "Miss, the Clan Leader asked to convey a ssage - so things can be concealed for a ti, but not for a lifeti."

Luna Sutton’s heart skipped a beat; could Horace Valerius have discovered she’s not the original?

Or did The Sorceress say sothing to Horace Valerius before her death?

Before she could ponder further, Silas Valerius transford into an Azure Torch Dragon, soaring into the sky and vanishing amidst the clouds.

Rhys Blackwood frowned, contemplating the aning behind the phrase "concealed for a ti, but not for a lifeti."

He discreetly glanced at Mael Valerius and Luna Sutton, pondering whether perhaps Luna was hiding sothing from Mael.

Despite these thoughts, there was a sense of reluctance to speak them aloud.

Mael Valerius thoughtfully watched Silas Valerius’s direction of disappearance, his dark golden eyes showing complexity before he scoffed softly: "Those old fogies love their cryptic gas; what could Luna possibly be hiding from ?"

Luna Sutton happened to overhear this, feeling relieved, yet remaining calm on the surface, "Who knows? Maybe it’s just soone finding disagreeable, saying that on purpose."

The effect of the identity transition card only lasts one year; she truly couldn’t guarantee that within this ti, Mael Valerius could transfer his love for the original to her.

Last night, she rely called out ’Mael’ according to mory.

Mael Valerius imdiately lost control; it was clear how deep his love and obsession for the original ran.

"System, I recall once obtaining a reward called the mory Cutting Knife; can it trim and alter Mael Valerius’s childhood mories? Replace the original in his mories with ."

Thinking of this, she internally asked the system.

The system quickly responded: "Yes, but the mory Cutting Knife can only modify the target’s childhood mories and cannot alter his obsession and love for the original."

Upon hearing this, Luna Sutton felt deflated.

Indeed, she knew it wouldn’t be that easy.

"Forget it, let co what may; I’ll face it. When the identity transition card expires, I’ll confront things openly, at worst it’s do or die."

She’s not so naive girl, willing to sacrifice everything for love.

n, gone once, ans there’ll be a better one next.

Having thought this through, she felt cheerful again.

Turning her head, she saw Soren Phoenix still molding that uniquely ugly clay pot, and couldn’t help but laugh: "Young Lord Fawkes, what are you making? A new breed of chamber pot?"

"Pfft——"

The Beast Husband beside her couldn’t help but laugh at this.

Soren Phoenix didn’t get upset; instead, he laughed charmingly: "This is a token of affection personally crafted by this Young Lord for Luna, one of a kind in the world."

As he spoke, a fla of Phoenix True Fire danced from his fingertips, turning the clay pot red-hot, then offered it to Luna Sutton: "Luna, take it."

Luna Sutton looked at the uniquely ugly clay pot, her mouth twitching, thinking Soren Phoenix truly was... innovative.

Just as she was about to refuse, the system’s voice suddenly rang in her mind: "Ding! Hidden task triggered: Accept Soren’s token of affection and return with a gift."

Luna Sutton: "..."

What kind of lousy task is this?