Chapter 840 (1/2)

The Anarchic Consort Action 32790K 2022-07-22

Under the glow of the colored glaze, the man’s smile could easily captivate the hearts of all ladies.

However, iciness gradually spread across his eyes.

Phoenix looked at him and pushed his hand away from her. She agreed in the affirmative, then she thought for a moment before saying, “I suppose you don’t like people who are clingy. In fact, neither do I, so I won’t act like one. Since we’ve cleared our misunderstanding, I will make a move first.”

Upon hearing this, everyone finally realized that Phoenix was not here to reunite with the Emperor. Instead, she was here to obtain the mythical water.

As the Emperor maintained his devilish smile, he then leaned forward all of a sudden. His thin lips were close to her ear, speaking in a cold and merciless manner, “Are you that worried about that Bodhi tree? Will it die if you go back a little later? You’re right; both of us don’t like people who are clingy.”

After the man finished his words, he lifted up his hand and he hurled the wine cup to the floor. Along with a crack, he turned and left!

The immortal caught up with his master. The cold wind hit his body, making his fingers a little cold.

Everyone present was shocked to see the Emperor in such a state.

Even the Crown Prince could not help but narrow his dark eyebrows.

Due to unknown reasons, that person’s malicious aura seemed to grow stronger. This was not good news for Tian Dao.

No one could predict if he would revert to who he once was where he would end the lives of people of whom he found not pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps the man had been listed in the celestial cla.s.s for too long as he was present at the very beginning of Tian Dao.

Everyone had probably forgotten that this elegant and impeccable man was in fact even more merciless and ruthless than others.

If he was unpleasant, even the Crown Prince could not predict what he would do.

“Emperor…” The immortal treading on the man’s heel raised his hand in hesitation, “Since Lord Phoenix already obtained mythical water by herself, what should we do with this bottle of mythical water?”

The man was stunned for a moment. His voice became hoa.r.s.e, “Throw it away.”

“Yes.” The immortal’s voice lowered down, gradually getting softer, “How about this mirror?”

The man did not say anything.

The immortal had the initiative to throw it away, but he was afraid that the Emperor would go mad. Everyone was well aware of that, so all of them in the temple were extra meticulous these few days.

They could not understand the current thoughts of the Emperor anymore.

The man turned around and fixed his gaze on the magical mirror.

A scene emerged from the smooth surface. She was scribbling on the manual with her head lowered while he embraced her from behind with his fingers grasping her hand.

She was never too obedient as she would indolently push him away after being in his arms for too long, instructing him to prepare vegetarian meals.

Who on earth would dare to order him? Only Phoenix could.

Ever since she tried eating meat, her appet.i.te was not as good as before.

Hence, he had to supervise her in order to make sure she ate more.

Sometimes she would get annoyed. It was not like both of them never quarreled before – after all, they were both stubborn and would not surrender easily.

However, no matter how intense their fights were, in the end, they would laugh and reconcile with each other.

All in all, his Phoenix was still very obedient in nature.

Apart from disliked being tied up, if he were to go somewhere, she would tag along.

The Emperor believed that she could not survive without him.

Alas, no one could have ever imagined that he would be dumped by someone one day.

As she threw the magical mirror toward him, his heart sank with it. When he asked for proper reasoning, she let out a smile, saying, “Once a game loses its pleasure, there is no point in continuing it anymore. You have been through many wars. You should have understood that things become boring as time goes by.”

He felt as if he was beaten on the head by a stick as he looked at Phoenix who maintained a placid demeanor.

This proud yet indifferent person really wanted to leave him.

However, he could not hold onto her.