Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403: True heir to the throne

"Nice?!" he replied incredulously. "This isn’t what I imagined!"

To make matters worse, Lian was unhappy with his choice. He had chosen a sleek black polish, but she frowned at his decision. "No, it’s too dull. Yellow is better!"

"What was the point of asking me if you already had a colour in mind?" the Marshal quipped, his patience growing thin.

"Shush!" Lian shushed him, hands on her hips. "Are you the nail tech, or am I?"

He sat there in disbelief, muttering to himself about the audacity of these children. Who had raised these kids? Meanwhile, Xiang Yu had no idea he had caught a stray.

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The marshal was grumbling under his breath but he still sat there patiently his hair curled haphazardly, lip oil glistening on his lips and a sheet mask covering his eyes. His fingers and toes glistened with bright nail polish, and a hairpin awkwardly held his curls together. It was tragic spectacle that would have the Republic in shock. Their former Marshal who was majestic in every sense now looked like he had had a bad salon visit.

Just then Lian and Mei returned. He was about to ask if they were done with him when Xiang Yu’s face appeared on the floating screen of Lian’s communicator.

Marshal Wu, "..."

"Sorry to disturb your spa day, Marshal," came Xiang Yu’s teasing voice.

Marshal Wu’s eyes widened in horror as he realized who was on the call. "What is this?" he barked, standing up abruptly. "What are you two doing?"

Xiang Yu couldn’t suppress his smirk. "If it’s any consolation, you look good."

"Stay out of this!" the marshal shouted back, raising his hands in irritation.

Lian piped up, feigning innocence. "He said he wants to talk to you."

"Yes," Mei added with playful urgency, "it’s a matter of life and death!"

With a resigned sigh, Marshal Wu pulled off the eye mask. "Fine. But you two are in big trouble... big big big trouble. "

The twins lowered their heads, struggling to hide their giggles, not at all remorseful and gleefully amused.

Marshal Wu humphed as he waved his hand, transferring the video call to his communicator.

As he paced toward his study, he crossed paths with his daughter, who was dressed elegantly as if she were heading out. She paused, her brow knitting at the sight.

"Where are you going?" he asked but instead of answering, she looked him up and down, then back at him, incredulous. "What happened to you?"

"I don’t want to talk about it," he replied, brushing off the question as he walked past her.

His daughter stood there, flabbergasted, jaw slightly agape as he left her in bewilderment. The sight of her father, a once-proud soldier, now a victim of two mischievous girls, would be a memory she would never forget.

His heart sank. The blood on that traitor’s hands was clearer than ever. His fingers trembled with anger and horror as he witnessed the brutality unfold. "How did you get this?" His voice was brittle, disbelief etched into every word. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}