Chapter Ten: The Sage's Inspection Tour

Knock, knock—

The crisp sound of knocking rudely shattered the morning silence.

“Lucia~ I’ll count to three. If you don’t open the door, I’m coming in!”

Before the words could even finish, Mary, who had no intention of counting, twisted the doorknob, attempting to barge into Lucia’s bedroom.

Whoosh!

What greeted her was a jade foot that shot out like lightning through the crack of the door.

Pale and flawless, with an elegant arch and immense power, it landed precisely on Mary’s mischievous round face.

“Ugh!”

Mary felt a fierce force slam into her. Her petite body lifted off the ground instantly, spinning through the air like a top flung by a sudden strike, heading straight for the wall at the stairwell.

Just before impact, her short legs skillfully pushed off the wall with a light step. She floated down like a feather, landing silently and expertly dissipating all the force.

She steadied herself, instinctively wiping her nose with the back of her hand, only to find her fingertips stained with a vivid red.

“I’m not dressed yet. Wait outside.”

Lucia’s impatient voice drifted from the crack of the door.

“Oh, come on, we’re both girls. What’s there to be afraid of~”

Mary muttered carelessly, trying to wipe away the nosebleed, but only smudged it further.

“Before you say that, clean your nosebleed up!”

Lucia snapped back, exasperated. “And I’ve told you a thousand times, I’m attracted to men. Women? No interest!”

Mary sheepishly pulled out a handkerchief to cover her nose.

The nosebleed wasn’t caused by the kick; rather, it was the overwhelming “blessing” of that flawless jade foot stepping on her face early in the morning that triggered some strange switch inside her, sending a rush of hot blood.

“Well, that may be so,” Mary’s voice took on a coaxing tone through the door crack, “but you’re already 135 years old, and I haven’t seen you seriously pursue a man. Why not try broadening your horizons? Maybe you’ll unlock an unimaginably joyful new chapter?”

“Like I have the time,” the bedroom door clicked open, revealing Lucia’s figure at the entrance. She swiftly tied her cascading wine-red hair into a high ponytail, rolling her eyes. “I’d rather explore the newly released AAA game!”

At this moment, she wore a vermilion high-collared jacket over a pure black shirt. The ample curves strained against the buttons, while a serpent pattern coiled along her proud silhouette, exuding authority.

This was the exclusive insignia of the Empire’s Imperial Guard Commander.

Her lower half was clad in matching vermilion tight pants, perfectly outlining her firm hips and long, straight legs.

“Disturbing one’s peaceful morning dreams—what’s the matter?”

“You really have a selective memory!” Mary dramatically slapped her forehead. “Today’s March 19th—the day the Sovereign promised to personally inspect Kunlun Academy.”

Lucia froze, suddenly recalling the appointment.

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