Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1059 - 1055: Greetings, Lord Divine Envoy!

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1055: Greetings, Lord Divine Envoy!

Just as the blood in Daoist Changshan’s hand was about to fall onto Yun Ran’s talisman paper formation.

Yun Ran removed the talisman paper formation, and then, she appeared lively and vivid right in front of everyone.

The people in the side room were already somewhat dumbfounded by what they had heard and seen earlier.

Now, seeing a lively person appear out of nowhere like a magic trick.

With a "thud".

Someone couldn’t withstand such a visual impact and fainted directly, the sound of falling to the ground was exceptionally crisp.

Yun Ran: ...

Goodness, truly amazing!!!

Even though her entrance was a bit special, it shouldn’t be frightening enough to make someone faint!

Yun Ran was speechless and felt quite helpless at the same time.

Anyway, Yun Ran never dreamed that her dazzling entrance really scared quite a few people.

Apart from Daoist Changshan, Mr. Wang, and that mysterious steward, the others still awake didn’t dare to look at Yun Ran one more time.

As if, at this moment, the person all wrapped in a black robe with only eyes exposed, was not a human, but some embodiment of fear. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Although those people said nothing, seeing their shivering appearance.

Deep down, Yun Ran was again speechless, increasingly feeling that these people were truly ignorant.

Daoist Changshan looked at Yun Ran for a while before saying: "Greetings, Lord Divine Envoy!"

Yun Ran: ???

Upon hearing the words Lord Divine Envoy, she only felt the wrinkles in her brain smooth out.

Yun Ran wholeheartedly wanted to shift the blame onto the Black Robed People.

Unexpectedly, these Black Robed People in this interdimensional world actually had such an identity!

Hmm~

Thinking this way, Yun Ran instead became even more excited.

Whether in the previous world or this world, encountering Yun Ran was truly unlucky for the Black Robed People.

However, the more she had this understanding, the more Yun Ran became apprehensive about the High Priest of Snow Peak Divine Hall back then.

It always felt like she was just a pawn in a game.

Mr. Wang, upon hearing Daoist Changshan address Yun Ran as Lord Divine Envoy, his expression suddenly turned somewhat despairing.

He didn’t understand why this Lord Divine Envoy wanted to intervene in the matter of his son’s life extension.

But he knew, since this Lord Divine Envoy intervened, there was no room for the Wang Family to continue struggling.

At this moment, Mr. Wang seemed to have already seen the future fate of his young son.

Perhaps it was Mr. Wang’s overwhelming aura of despair, making it impossible for Yun Ran to ignore.

Daoist Changshan’s gaze was firmly fixed on Yun Ran, although he couldn’t see Yun Ran’s face or her expression.

But he could see Yun Ran’s eyes looking behind him.

Daoist Changshan quickly turned to look, naturally seeing the death-like aura on Mr. Wang.

If it were before, Daoist Changshan would have offered some comforting words, telling Mr. Wang to take heart.

But now, Daoist Changshan’s lips were tighter than a clam shell.

He definitely wouldn’t ramble in front of the Lord Divine Envoy.

The scene now, although quiet, was very tense.

With a "thud".

The steward who seemed to possess an indeterminate strength and carried a hint of mystery, knelt before Yun Ran.

This scene again left Yun Ran bewildered.

"My lord, it is my fault!"

This sentence made Yun Ran, who was already somewhat dazed, even more bewildered.

Even the others, upon hearing the steward’s words, all had expressions of ’Who am I, where am I’.

She did want to shift the blame onto the Black Robed People, but she knew nothing about their identity in this world.

Thus, not knowing what to say, she simply kept silent and acted mysterious.

The despair-ridden Mr. Wang, upon hearing this commotion, finally woke from his despairing emotions.

He looked at Yun Ran, then the steward.

Suddenly, his face turned angry.

"Steward, I have trusted you with everything, who exactly are you!"

The steward, kneeling on the ground, remained silent for a while before saying: "You are unworthy of knowing my identity, but haven’t I done many things for you over the years?"

With just these few words, Yun Ran roughly guessed, the steward was a subordinate developed by the Black Robed People.

Quite similar to those Black Robed People she encountered before.

Once they donned the black robes, they were the mysterious Black Robed People.

But removing the black robes, they had other identities, perhaps even esteemed masters.

Tsk tsk tsk, must say, Black Robed People know how to play in any world.

Yun Ran never thought that while trying to pass the blame, she unexpectedly mixed into the upper echelons of the Black Robed People?

Meanwhile, Yun Ran also felt curious, why were these people so convinced she was the Divine Envoy?

Was it her black robe, or her miraculous methods that led to the misunderstanding?

Yun Ran still didn’t speak, she simply extended her hand, lightly lifting, suggesting the steward rise from the ground.

The steward evidently saw this, it was almost an unexpected surprise not to be blamed this time.

"Thank you, my lord."

The steward quickly stood up, then took a few steps towards Yun Ran, indicating that he was on Yun Ran’s side.

Seeing the steward’s actions, both Mr. Wang and the not-so-weak Daoist Changshan had a shift in their expressions.

For whatever they did previously, the steward had observed it all.

Meaning no matter what the Lord Divine Envoy wished to know, they had no chance to deny.

"Lord Divine Envoy, with your esteemed presence, what is your purpose?"

Seeing these people so respectful towards her, Yun Ran, who originally worried about not being able to fully obtain the Divines’ souls of the children, suddenly had an idea.

Changing her voice slightly, she said: "Hand over those young divines’ souls you seized!"

Everyone was puzzled, but they dared not defy.

Daoist Changshan weighed the pros and cons for a short while, then respectfully bowed and agreed.

"Yes, Lord Divine Envoy, please wait, I will retrieve them right away."

Mr. Wang’s expression turned grayer, having already vomited blood and not yet received treatment.

Now, even the last glimmer of hope was being taken away.

Mr. Wang’s body suddenly seemed like it was as limp as overcooked noodles, crumbling to the ground.

The steward instinctively wanted to assist, it was deeply ingrained in his bones.

However, he steadied himself, he now revealed his identity, no longer the Wang family’s steward.