My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 70

While Madam Dahlia was still in a state of shock, Lucille came downstairs.

Holding the lollipop that Molly gave her, she looked laid back and relaxed. She slowly walked down the stairs and went to the living room.

Madam Dahlia immediately shot her a look and said, "Hurry up and greet our guest, Miss Jules."

Lucille looked at Master Walton and smiled. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"Not at all." Master Walton had already stood up, looking a little nervous and excited at the same time. He opened his mouth several times, seemingly wanting to say something, but never did.

Lucille knew what he wanted to ask, so she told Madam Dahlia, "Go ahead and get back to work, Madam Dahlia, I'll talk to Master Walton alone."

"Okay." Madam Dahlia nodded and then left for the courtyard to take care of the greenery.

"Have a seat, Master Walton."

Lucille gestured for him to sit down.

As soon as Master Walton sat back on the sofa, he blurted, "Are you... Bambo?"

lollipop in her hand. With a faint smile, she replied, "I thought that what I

was a long-lost one. First, she had to stabilize the tool when inserting it, then reverse the tool once it was inside, and lastly, she had to accumulate her power as she removed the tool. It sounded easy enough, but there were only

that, Master Walton was overwhelmed with

"Y-You..."

thought that the legendary Bambo was only

Mr. Dumb's

last time I asked you about it, you refused to admit your identity, but

bright smile was tinged with self-mockery.

Mount Ocean House for mind-boggling prices, and she would not allow anyone

in his name, not only would she not have to expose her identity as Bambo, but she could also make a lot of money, and even help improve Master

kill three birds

stated, "In Shein City, there's a female entrepreneur's only daughter who's suffering from an illness that keeps relapsing. Speaking of which, I'm ashamed that even I can't

her that I would go and have a look this afternoon. Since you don't want to expose your identity, then you can come as my student, Miss Bambo. If you can cure her, there will be a

"Okay."

"Thank you,

can claim to be anyone's teacher, but you're the only one I don't dare to show off in front of." Master Walton shook his head before revealing a tinge of anticipation in his eyes. He asked, "Miss Bambo, the next time you treat patients, can I observe from the side and learn some of

his hands together, feeling a

speaking, no one was willing to let others learn their own unique techniques. After all, that