The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 389

His tone was gentle, yet there was no warmth in his eyes—only suspicion and vigilance.

He slowly stood up, looking down at Madison.

"The ceremony will be held tonight. Your friends will be coming to witness. They're outside right now," Avery said in an emotionless tone.

"I've allowed them to move about, all for your sake. Madison, you wouldn't want blood on our wedding day. Your friends would be terrified, right?"

Madison lifted her gaze, her tone equally cold. "Of course, I wouldn't want that."

"Good."

Avery smirked and said to the sentinel spirits in the room, "Take good care of the Ghost Queen. If you dare to neglect her..."

With a flick of his hand, one sentinel spirit was instantly drawn to him, surrounded by swirling negative energy. The sentinel spirit emitted a shrill scream under Avery's grasp.

However, Avery fixed his eyes on Madison as the negative energy slowly tormented the sentinel spirit, invading their body. He then transformed negative energy into countless tiny blades that tortured the sentinel spirit mercilessly.

The sentinel spirit was sliced into countless pieces, ultimately dispersing into a wisp of green smoke that vanished into the ether. After enduring such torment, they were reduced to ashes.

This was Avery's warning to Madison.

"If you dare to neglect the Ghost Queen, this will be your fate!"

The sentinel spirits were so frightened that they immediately knelt. "We dare not."

Avery gazed at Madison with deep affection. "If they dare to show you any disrespect, feel free to take action."

Madison remained silent as she sat in the chair and tilted her head to meet Avery's warning gaze.

The two faced off in silence until Avery broke into a smile. "I'll go change my clothes."

He then turned and walked away.

The sentinel spirits in the room remained on their knees, and Madison looked at her exquisitely made-up face in the mirror, biting her lip.

Skeletons continued to writhe in the blood pools on either side of the grand hall, occasionally letting out particularly unsettling screams.

Yet Avery seemed to relish these cries of agony. He floated down and took Madison's hand, smiling gently. "You see, when one reaches my cultivation level, bowing to heaven and earth becomes unnecessary. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother with such formalities."

He approached the stage while holding Madison's hand.

The ceremony coordinator began chanting loudly. It wasn't until the end that he sharply called out, "Give a prayer to the heavens!"

Avery stood upright, but he brought his palms together.

As he did so, his peripheral vision caught Madison standing completely still.

Avery tightened his grip. "Madison, this is my first marriage!" he said softly.

"Charge!"

With a fierce shout from Erwin, everyone seated on either side drew their weapons and launched a direct attack on Avery.