My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 374

The door to his private gallery was wide open. When Jasper stepped inside, what he saw caused his expression to become colder and sharper than it had ever been before.

The whole floor was strewn with broken shards of porcelain and jade. Ancient masterpieces of brushwork had been torn apart and... chewn up?

Leon Freeman, following behind his master, gasped in horror at the sight of this

scene.

There Willow stood, in the middle of the main hall, holding a porcelain vase. She peered at it curiously for a moment, then lifted it up and gnawed on it experimentally. Unable to actually bite off any of it, she muttered something in disappointment, and then tossed it over her shoulder without a second thought.

With his heart in his throat, Leon lunged forward... but he wasn't able to catch it in time, and the vase shattered to smithereens upon the floor, breaking Leon's heart together with it.

Sparing no mind to his suffering, Willow bunny-hopped across the room, hands half-raised like a pair of rabbit paws, and then tore down another priceless painting from the wall.

His heart throbbing and pounding madly, Leon turned around slowly, in fearful trepidation, to see how Jasper was taking all this...

Jasper had become the eye of a swirling psychic storm, the expression upon his face as dark and frosty as a winter's night, his handsome features drawn tight into a grim look of murderous intent.

wrist and spun her around to face him. Immediately, she collapsed onto his broad chest, demonstrating

wearing one of his shirts, the sleeves so long that they reached well past her own hands. She flapped the floppy ends of those sleeves against his face for a bit, beaming up at him adoringly. With a sugary sweet voice, she said, "A man..... and

Her eyes caught the light, and sparkled like diamonds. She

her hands out from inside the

for a bit, then stood on tiptoes to nuzzle her noze against his cheek. Evidently, this was intended to look cute. "Hey, mister... you're such a pretty thing... you know, you can take

her hands resumed groping and

Willow's cutesy charms were really having an effect on him. The way she touched him was so delicate, so tender... She was just

aura grew even colder, even

sense it. By now, his back was already slick with cold sweat. Jasper was a volcano about to

a man among men! How could anyone even think to call him a 'pretty thing'-or any sort of

violent demise of

Nason," he growled threateningly, "You'd better

mister! It's so scary!" Even as Willow said this, she wiggled her butt

and asked, "Are you sure

Leon

mushrooms growing on one of the trees... It's possible that, desperate with hunger, Ms. Nason ate some raw, and is

a side effect of