Du Qionghua stood outside a detached villa in the Imperial Martial family residential area. Beside her was a saleswoman in a luxury-store uniform, carrying shopping bags of every size in both hands.
For a martial artist with cultivation, carrying less than a hundred kilograms of clothes, handbags, blind boxes, and the like was hardly a burden.
But Du Qionghua was no martial artist. After spending so long shopping and walking such a long way, a fine sheen of sweat had appeared on her delicate forehead.
"Good thing the saleswoman offered home delivery. Otherwise, I'd have had to ask Xiao Yan to come pick me up."
Du Qionghua thanked the saleswoman. Only after watching her walk away did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn toward her front door. She raised her hand to scan her iris.
But the door opened from inside.
Du Qionghua froze, then saw what lay beyond the doorway.
The living room lights were off, yet countless blooming flowers and the warm glow of candlelight made it seem like a dream.
The air was rich with the fragrance of flowers. In the middle of that sea of blooms stood a tall figure.
Chen Kefa held a delicate velvet box. Inside lay a dazzling necklace.
The necklace's centerpiece looked like a deep-blue gemstone cut into a teardrop shape, its surface shimmering with a dreamlike glow in the candlelight.
It had been painstakingly handcrafted by an artisan in the frontline forces from the core of a seventh-tier ferocious beast. It was beautiful and expensive.
The perfect diamond dupe.
Du Qionghua's nose stung at once.
Thud!
The shopping bags slipped from her hands and hit the ground. The new clothes inside spilled everywhere, but she didn't even notice.
Chen Kefa's lips moved. He wanted to say, "I'm back," give