Her husband, who looked just like Andrew, noticed the White Haired Witch staring at him and asked with a smile, "My dear, haven't you had your fill yet?"
The White Haired Witch grew a little bashful, then changed the subject. "Husband, you'll definitely pass the provincial examination this time."
"Of course. Once I pass, I can take a concubine. I simply have to pass."
Her husband nodded. The White Haired Witch stared in shock, but then he smiled. "My dear, you fell for it again."
"Husband, you always love teasing me."
The White Haired Witch pouted playfully. Her husband smiled. "You love me so deeply, selling tofu to support my studies. How could I possibly take a concubine? You'll be my only wife in this life. I'll love you alone, faithfully, until death."
"Husband, you're so good to me."
The White Haired Witch looked utterly happy. She had no idea this was an illusion, because what she truly longed for had never been the Elixir of Immortality. It was a husband who genuinely loved her, and her alone.
"Pah, another woman lusting after my dad."
Alesha looked disgusted. The White Haired Witch clearly had an interest in her father, or her husband would never have looked exactly like Andrew. Of course, the witch herself had no idea. She still thought she hated Andrew.
Having successfully drawn all three into illusions, Alesha sat on the throne and continued watching the show, thoroughly pleased with herself.
Alesha had been able to draw all three into illusions at once not only because she had been working harder lately, but also because she had collected vast amounts of other people's emotions. Death and the others had killed so many people earlier that there had been all the emotions she could ever want.
Seeing that