The Fortune-Telling Heiress

BeefyBite got her emotions under control, then faced the phone camera. "Thank you, Ms. Locke. If not for you, I don't know what would've happened," she said.

Even if she didn't end up killed by the malevolent ghost, her despicable husband probably wouldn't have let her off either.

"Ms. Locke, will my daughter be able to divorce him successfully?" asked BeefyBite's mother in concern.

"Yes," replied Madison.

BeefyBite's parents sighed in relief at that.

"How should we deal with these things, then, Ms. Locke? And these banners as well."

Madison thought over it for a bit before replying, "Send me your address via private message. I'll go over to deal with it!"

"Thank you, Ms. Locke!"

After they communicated their next move, BeefyBite hung up the call.

In an old monastery located in Sunville, past a front hall filled with lit candles, some tourists followed a stone-paved pathway toward the back of the building. They were intercepted by two monks wearing blue robes. "The back is a private area," the monks told them with a smile.

The tourists peered curiously through the foliage past the circular entrance only to see a dozen or so people in varying clothing standing inside.

"Did you see that?" asked one of the tourists.

"Yes, I did!" replied another. "Are they filming a drama series?"

"No idea. They might be cosplaying."

"Are cosplay costumes so simplistic nowadays?"

The conversation between the two young tourists reached the ears of the monks guarding the entrance. They exchanged glances and smiled helplessly. Then, they started to communicate with each other in low voices. "Why is a mystic arts conference suddenly being held?" one of the monks asked the other. "Did something important come up?"

"No idea," replied the other. "I did hear that it's related to the government and that it's pretty urgent."

The first monk sighed. "Is there someone killing and scamming in the name of the Mystic Arts Alliance again?"

"I don't know, but with how developed the internet is now, it'll probably be all over the internet if it becomes a major incident."

Meanwhile, gathered in the

courtyard were faction members

who were all wearing robes of their respective factions. Some were standing in the courtyard or under the eaves, some were on their phones, while others leaned against pillars and stared up at the sky in boredom.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from inside the room nearby.

"How can she allow ordinary people to come into contact with evil objects?"

The shout shattered the silence that had fallen over the outside of the building. The faction members in the courtyard straightened instantly, staring at the closed door.

After a while, the sounds of arguing coming from inside gradually subsided. The faction members looked at each other and laughed dryly.

In the room, Seeing YourWorld's live stream was being played on a computer situated in the middle of the room. A dozen or so cold-faced people were watching the live stream with frowns on their faces.

Some of them who couldn't stand their frustration even pulled out their phones and started typing furiously in the live stream's chat room, simply for the sake of trying to dissuade anyone who read their messages from being taken in by the live stream. "Is this the next Mystic Arts Alliance leader you've chosen, Green Aurora? Look at what she's doing!"

"Green Aurora, I know that it's

difficult dealing with the

government, and the field of mystic arts has experienced a great decline in recent years, so it's been a great burden for you to bear. But you can't just make such a reckless decision like this!"

"Back then, your mentor passed on the position of leader to you because he felt that you could preserve the field of mystic arts. Putting aside the fact that you're handing that position to a young lady, you're actually giving it to someone like this of all people." novelbin

Erwin-otherwise known as Green Aurora-smiled and said calmly, "Calm down, everyone. I believe in Ms. Locke." Although they appeared anxious, those who had participated in the rescue before didn't criticize Madison like the others did. Suddenly, the live stream showed how a piece of talisman paper flew from Madison's hand onto the high heels. Everyone in the room stood up in shock.

One of them slapped a hand on the table before pointing at the screen, saying, "Did all of you see that just now? S-She actually..."