"Wouldn't this be somewhat inappropriate?"
This was a bet between Jiuyue and the witch Miss, yet Duan Mingyuan was dragged over at the last minute to act as the "absolutely impartial" and "fair and just" referee by both parties.
He couldn't help but raise his doubts.
Because after some discussion between the two, Fu Ling became the target of the spell.
At the moment, Fu Ling was busy in her room, having recovered from the early morning's attack and was now fully immersed in investigating the activities of the Saintfield family over the past few months.
After all, the Consortium was her superior department, and the investigation was fraught with difficulties.
She was completely unaware that two sets of evil eyes were now fixed on her.
"There's nothing inappropriate about it, Miss Fu Ling has always been single, and she's even older than you,"
Jiuyue said, "Besides, this is just a demonstration. All spells have ways to be undone, right, A'jing?"
"Of course,"
