FreeNovelChapter 1037 Grandpa's Sufferings As soon as Wynter spoke, the scene exploded in confusion.
"Ashes? What ashes?" "What are you talking about?" It wasn't just the relatives who were puzzled. Even Fabian and Albert turned their eyes toward Wynter. She had neve mentioned any ashes to them before.
Declan, in particular, couldn't believe she knew about the ashes. For a fleeting moment, an unprecedented panic flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had also studied geomancy at Mt. Dragon. If someone had tampered with the geomantic layout, he would have known.
She must be bluffing. This was the only explanation Declan could think of.
With a cold sneer, he said, “This is getting more and more ridiculous. Everyone knows Mr. Pennington's skills. If there was something here, don't you think he would have sensed it?" Kolton, who had been mentioned, lifted his chin and moved his fingers thoughtfully. He tried to maintain his impartiality. "There's nothing supernatural or evil here. Ms. Quinnell, be careful with your words.".
"But there's a crow, isn't there?" Wynter smiled. “I don't know much about geomancy, but I do understand sanimal behaviors.
"Crows are scavengers. It's unusual for it to be cawing for so long without reason, don't you think?" Kolton opened his mouth to speak, but Wynter cut him off. "Mt. Dragon should have taught you that crows announce death, right? Mr. Pennington, surely, you've learned this." "I..." Kolton fidgeted slightly.
Wynter's voice was mocking. "You've learned it, haven't you?" She was doing it on purpose. If Kolton didn't understand by now, he would be a fool. But he couldn't tarnish Mt. Dragon's reputation, either.
"Of course, I've learned it." Kolton glared at Wynter. "It's the most basic entry-level knowledge in the Arcane Way." Wynter smiled and addressed the crowd. "Did you hear that? Even Mr. Pennington says there's something underground. So, how am I being ridiculous?" Kolton was flabbergasted. When had he ever said there was something underground? They had been g about the crow announcing death.
At this point, Declan's chest heaved with anger.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShane, still confused, interjected, "Even if crows are scavengers, that doesn't mean there are ashes underground.
"Your disrespectful tone is unacceptable. Your grandpa might indulge you, but I won't! It's wrong to slander people like this!"
"Slander?" Wynter smiled. "Are you saying Great-uncle feels wrangled? That's easily solved. Let's dig and see n.
for ourselves." Declan's expression changed tically. “You can't move this layout."
"Why? Mr. Pennington already said this layout steals our relatives' om fortune." Wynter toyed with her purple sugilite pendant. "If you don't let us move it, does that mean you want to keep stealing?" Before Declan could retort, the crowd voiced their agreement.
"This layout must be changed!" "Yes, Mr. Declan. What do you mean by not letting us move it?" Everyone was driven by self-interest. Now that their interests were threatened, they naturally opposed Declan.
Declan clenched his teeth tightly and glared at Wynter with undisguised malice in his eyes. "You're doing this on purpose! You know geomancy!" "Great-uncle, you must be joking. Geomancy is such a profound art. How could I Gaße 132) Grandpa's Suffermos know about it?" Wynter lifted her brows. "I merely wanted to let you experience what it feels like to be besieged by everyone." Her tone was indifferent. “Does this scene look familiar? You incited them against Grandpa in much the sway." X
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