The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 354

Chapter 354

Madison waved her hand, and the iron chains snapped apart, causing the naked man to crash to the ground with a thud. His fall stirred up a cloud of dust.

She stepped closer, bent slightly, and brushed aside the long, dark hair covering the man's face.

Though she had already anticipated the answer, Madison's hand hesitated for a moment upon seeing the man's features.

"Raymond," she whispered softly, her voice barely above a breath.

She whispered his name softly before letting her hand drop, allowing the hair to fall back over his face.

The system chimed in, sounding uneasy, "Should we do something? He doesn't seem very friendly!"

Taking a deep breath, Madison replied, "He has a natural spiritual body. Malcolm found him and used his blood to replenish his spiritual energy. But why is someone from the other world here? Especially him."

of energy. At least, ordinary cultivators can't manage it. Even freshly ascended gods wouldn't be able to

These weren't ordinary shackles; they were

seeped from the wound in his chest. Yet he appeared oblivious to his injuries. His amber eyes were clear and innocent as they locked onto Madison. Those eyes were as pure as a newborn's. Madison quietly observed Raymond, her

His idle hand twitched slightly, betraying his unease and wariness. "Are

Raymond for years and had never seen such an unblemished expression on the calculating man. It was as if two souls shared one guise. But this soul,

hand. A surge of spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips into Madison's body. Frowning, Madison stepped closer, pinching his forehead with two fingers. "Didn't I tell you not to display your innate spiritual energy so freely? Do you want to be

had never relied on Raymond's natural spiritual body. She had her own principles. Her spiritual energy and cultivation came

cascaded down from his shoulders to his

as he caught sight of the Quellblade at her waist. His once clear gaze was now

slapping a talisman onto his forehead. "Now, this

turned crimson,

the sword. "If you still have your memories, you should know this

said, his

it," Madison replied, her gaze steady as she

remained silent, his gaze shifting from