Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1173: Awakening Once Again
Jun Moyan’s steps halted, watching the person who suddenly appeared in front of him vigilantly.
He tightened his grip on Wen Xiao’ai’s hand once again.
"What do you want to do?!
The Martial General glanced at Jun Moyan, ignored him, and then looked at Wen Xiao’ai:
"Little Princess, it’s time to return."
Although the tone was stiff, it was respectful to Wen Xiao’ai.
Jun Moyan’s heart felt an alarm ringing, and he immediately protected Wen Xiao’ai behind him.
Yet before he could do anything more, he realized he was already unable to move.
Clenching his teeth, he tried everything but couldn’t break free in the slightest.
Utterly panicked.
"Little Princess, it’s time to return. If the Clan Leader holds you accountable for being late, I’m afraid this mortal can’t afford the consequences."
The Martial General did not know Jun Moyan’s true identity. The Clan Leader tasked him to accompany Wen Xiao’ai, only saying she was here to bid farewell to a friend.
Now it seems, the Little Princess’s relationship with this friend is extraordinary.
However, he always refrains from idle gossip; even if he’s clear about something, he wouldn’t ask nor mention it.
That’s why the Clan Leader sent him here.
"Sobbing..."
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan’s profile and couldn’t help but cry softly.
She reverse-held Jun Moyan’s large hand, unwilling to let go.
"Jun Moyan..."
Listening to Wen Xiao’ai’s helpless and despairing sobs, feeling her fear, Jun Moyan was about to go crazy.
The veins on his temples throbbed madly, almost biting his teeth to pieces.
Something seemed to be lodged in his chest, increasingly agitated by Wen Xiao’ai’s cries.
So he gritted his teeth, exerted force suddenly, and his body unknowingly broke through something, erupting with power to directly break his restraints.
His expression was shaken, seemingly startled by himself.
At this moment, Nie Jiuque was also affected, sensing something...
The Martial General was shocked, his eyes narrowed, he didn’t give Jun Moyan any chance, once again immobilizing him.
This time, Jun Moyan was powerless to break free, he glared at the Martial General, eyes full of earth-shattering ferocity.
Meanwhile, his body was changing, like when the tattoo appeared last time, only he didn’t notice...
The Martial General’s probing gaze fell on Jun Moyan’s face.
How could this human possess power not belonging to humans, even breaking free from his spell?
What’s the real story?
Eventually, Wen Xiao’ai was forcibly taken away by the Martial General, without even a chance to say "goodbye," as she left.
Following Wen Xiao’ai’s departure, Jun Moyan’s body swayed, almost falling to the ground.
His palm still retained Wen Xiao’ai’s residual warmth, but he could no longer hold onto her.
Her sobs lingered in his ears, refusing to dissipate.
One of his hands still maintained the gesture of holding Wen Xiao’ai’s hand, but his hand was now empty.
His neurons were being pulled wildly, his head aching to the point of explosion.
His body instantly slackened, as if his soul had been extracted, leaving him devoid of strength.
He bent his knees, and directly knelt down.
His knees struck the hard ground, causing piercing pain, yet it was nothing compared to his heartache at this moment.
His chest churned, blood surging like a storm.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, spreading on the ground.
Xiaoguai...
He parted his blood-filled lips, and soon his vision darkened, his body collapsing to the ground.
"Third Young Master." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
The manager and a few employees snapped back to reality, only to see Jun Moyan, who was just here with Wen Xiao’ai looking at wedding dresses, had somehow moved to the center and fainted, spitting blood.
