Chapitre 427: Windfall

As Marcus saw the Matron utter these words in absolute panic, he widened his eyes before pointing in the air with his finger three times, making three consecutive anti-eavesdropping barriers appear around them.

When talking about such important matters, there was no such thing as too much caution.

Only after this did he relax, before taking a deep breath and sitting down on a chair which looked like it was made of the clouds surrounding them.

The Matron had already let go of his arms, so when he pulled out a bottle of wine from thin air, she gasped and said, "Marcus, your addiction!"

Raising another finger towards her to make her stop speaking, he conjured a glass and poured in the wine before bringing it towards his face.

However, instead of drinking it, he merely smelled the wine and threw the glass in the air, setting the wine on fire.