Chapter 1067 - 499: The Seamlessly Mastered Turtle Fist (Second Update, Please Vote Monthly!)

Chapter 1067: Chapter 499: The Seamlessly Mastered Turtle Fist (Second Update, Please Vote Monthly!)

Miss Tang clutched her nape and glared angrily at Mrs. Fang, cursing, "You’re absolutely crazy! What’s so great about that husband of yours?! Is he worth you behaving like a shrew, hitting and causing a scene? Do you believe I’ll call the police!"

Mrs. Fang seemed frightened at this moment.

She shrank back a step, abandoning her flower shovel and basket, then turned and ran frantically towards the gate.

Miss Tang didn’t chase after her. She let out a cold hum, picked up the flower shovel and basket Mrs. Fang had thrown down, and tossed them in front of the white fence at the gate, then locked the fence and walked back into the mansion.

As she walked, she rubbed her nape with her hand. Her hair had already been messed up by Mrs. Fang. She simply ran her hand through it, planning to go back for a shower.

Because Mr. Zhuge had not broadcasted his request for Miss Tang’s birth date and hair or blood, the livestream viewers didn’t know why Mrs. Fang did what she did and were all expressing disdain for her.

[Livestream Viewer 1]: Oh wow, I initially felt quite sympathetic towards Mrs. Fang, but watching her act out like this, I don’t feel sorry for her at all!

[Livestream Viewer 2]: Exactly! People who are pitiful have despicable aspects too! Acting like this only pushes her husband further away!

[Livestream Viewer 3]: ... Actually, her husband fools around behind her back and won’t even admit to it, is there any reason to keep such a husband even for Mid-Autumn Festival?

...

Lawrence Winters was stunned as she watched.

Really?

She got hold of Miss Tang’s hair and blood just like that?

Lawrence touched her nape involuntarily, and ran her hand up through her jet-black hair, thinking she must be careful not to get too close to such middle-aged women in the future.

Whenever they lose it, even her martial skills would be confused by their naturally expert Turtle Fist...

Here, Mrs. Fang quickly called Mr. Zhuge upon getting Miss Tang’s hair and blood.

Mr. Zhuge had already seen it on the livestream.

Seeing Mrs. Fang succeed, he quickly prepared his ritual site.

He soon received Mrs. Fang’s call, telling him she had Miss Tang’s birth date, hair, and blood ready, and asked Mr. Zhuge when he could start dealing with that "vixen."

Mr. Zhuge hurriedly said, "I saw it, you’re so clever! I was completely amazed watching the livestream."

"You’re too kind, Mr. Zhuge, I did it for this family. Don’t you know a woman can do anything to protect her home?" Mrs. Fang regained her calm and couldn’t help but smile just the right sweetly when she spoke.

Mr. Zhuge laughed heartily a few times, "Understood, understood! Alright, I’ll come over right away. Who’s at your house now?"

"Just me. My husband went to work, and my two kids are at kindergarten," Mrs. Fang said urgently.

"That’s great, I’ll be right over!"

Mr. Zhuge urged the host to go with him to Mrs. Fang’s house.

Since he needed many props for the ritual site setup, he had his team send over plenty of Magic Artifacts and incense offerings over the past few days.

All packed into a twenty-eight-inch suitcase.

The host helped him put this large suitcase into the trunk, then drove him to Mrs. Fang’s house.

Lawrence Winters saw Mr. Zhuge and the host heading over to Mrs. Fang’s house on the livestream, she quickly put down her bowl of fruit, grabbed her backpack, and rushed downstairs.

This time, Edward Foster wasn’t wandering the hallway waiting for her to come out.

The door was firmly closed, not knowing if he was inside or had gone out.

Lawrence hesitated for just a minute before shaking it off.

There’s more important stuff to do today.

She ran swiftly to her sports car, opened the door, hopped inside, and quickly headed toward Mrs. Fang’s house.

As with last time, although she left later, she managed to arrive first at Mrs. Fang’s gate.

Lawrence waited until the host drove inside before she followed them into Mrs. Fang’s house once more.

The host hadn’t noticed the Porsche sports car parked by the roadside before, now realizing someone had caught up, he glanced back and noticed it was Lawrence Winters.

He couldn’t help but laugh, "Is Lawrence so interested in our friend Zhuge’s commission? Do you regret not taking this commission?"

Lawrence chuckled and shook her head, "Of course not, I’m more curious about what Zhuge is going to do next. I’m just interested in coming to see the scene myself, alright?"