The Stats Of The Wives Of Adams 1
As Mabel strode into Adams' room, her steps were as fluid as the currents of time, every stride brimming with an inherent grace and confidence. The bright aura of intense power radiating around her seemed almost to shimmer in resonance with the vibrant energy of the room. Her gaze was sharp, knowing, with a trace of amusement lurking in her eyes as she looked at Adams, her arms crossed in a playful challenge.
"So, what do you want to do now?" she asked, arching a brow with a sly smile. "Ehh? I bet you didn't relinquish your authority and power as Sect Master just to fool around. So, what exactly are you up to?"
Adams chuckled at her question, her unyielding skepticism never failing to amuse him. "Simple," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye. "It's time for me to leave my comfort zone and go into the world."