It seemed that his parallel-world self had gone blind.
Mo Yi: Hmph! Ji Anya ate and lived for free, and even freeloaded off my Mo De An Yi, but her figure was simply too good. Naturally, I couldn't blame her. After all, she was my wife, so I could only spoil her. Now that I'd finally found a chance to get proper revenge, how could I let it slip away?
Let Kiana repay all those old debts in Ji Anya's place!
"How much?"
After hearing Bronya's price, Kiana felt utterly terrible. It was way too much—her food budget for this month was practically gone, damn it!
"Why is it so expensive?"
"Because everything you ordered was the most expensive coffee—"
Bronya watched them with wary eyes and said flatly, "And before your friend left, he also packed up a serving of coffee and cake."
Kiana: "..."
Damn it, Mo Yi. Let me see you again, and I'll definitely kick you into the sky!
Meanwhile, Mo Yi, carrying the afternoon tea he had packed for Jiu Xiao, had not walked far before he sensed a brief spatial fluctuation.
"Hmm?"
Mo Yi headed toward the source of the spatial fluctuation. When he arrived, he found a white-haired woman lying unconscious in a pool of blood. She appeared badly injured, her black bodysuit heavily damaged as though she had endured a bitter battle. A black feather ornament was pinned in her hair... Though she looked beautiful and young, Mo Yi could tell that she was not actually young—not a girl in the bloom of youth like Kiana or Mei, but a genuine mature beauty.
After turning her face over and studying it for a while, Mo Yi found her somewhat familiar. He muttered, "A Schicksal Valkyrie?"
PS: Let me explain why Mo