"What are you doing?"
Jiang Yu was both shocked and furious, having not anticipated that this Upper House Member of the Moon Council would suddenly attack a student from the First University.
Meanwhile, without a word, Elena scattered her Tarot Cards around her. The seventy-eight cards spun and circled her like snowflakes, with more than ten of them decisively slicing towards the thin red flames binding Zheng Qing.
As for the other few in the shop—Xiao Xiao, Xin Fat Man, and Zhang Ji Xin, who had hurried over after hearing the news, immediately formed the Three Talents Defense Formation, lifted their Law Books, and began preparing spells; and Andrew, who had been shrinking in the corner ever since Duke Milton entered the shop, also signaled his companions with his eyes, and the gemstones on his ten fingers began to glow faintly.
"Interesting!"
Milton's face held a sneer as he stepped forward. The staff under his arm silently slipped to the ground and lightly tapped the floor.
