Zhuge WuLiang was slender with a gaunt face, dressed in a patched blue robe and a square scarf on his head, clutching an abacus, looking like a down-and-out accountant.
At this moment, his figure appeared out of nowhere, standing beside Zhong Shen Xiu, looking at Black Widow Hua Miao with a slight smile, "Hua Miao, you have committed multiple crimes within the Great Wu Dynasty, today I shall capture you according to the rules of the Divine Capture Sect, verify your identity, and await your fate. If you resist, you will be executed on the spot!"
In reality, there was never a Grandmaster who didn't resist.
This was merely a routine opening statement.
"Hehe... Just a Divine Fortune Teller daring to stop me?"
A layer of frost slowly formed on Hua Miao's beautiful face, her ten fingers spread open, those white threads seemed to grow directly from her fingertips, as if they were part of her.
