The Fortune-Telling Heiress

For the next ten minutes, no matter what Caroline and Joshua told Begonia, she refused to listen. Caroline was so angry that she returned to her bedroom.

"I'm not looking at these flowers anymore," she said angrily before she left.

Joshua looked between the begonia tree and the tightly shut bedroom door, then sighed helplessly.

"What do I do now, Ms. Locke?" he asked.

"If the flower demon insists on making the flowers bloom, her demonic energy will very quickly run out," replied Madison. "However, if this is her choice, we can't stop her."

He fell silent. Secretly, he hoped that Caroline would be able to fulfill her last wish before she died, which was to see the begonia flowers bloom. But if all the demonic power of a flower demon was what it took to fulfill that wish, he felt that they were being too selfish. "Thank you, Ms. Locke. I'll try to persuade the flower demon."

After saying that, Joshua hung up the call.

...

Back in the monastery, the people from the various major mystic arts factions were pacing in circles around the room from anxiety.

"Isn't Ms. Locke a little too gutsy? To think she actually informed an ordinary person of the existence of demons!"

"She actually exposed its existence to the public instead of exorcizing it!"

"How's she going to handle the situation when it's become such a huge issue?"

"How are we going to explain this to the government?"

"Are you really going to let someone like this become the Mystic Arts Alliance leader, Green Aurora? She's too reckless! Doesn't she even understand the most basic rules in the world of mystic arts?"

Erwin simply gestured toward the screen. "How about you stop worrying and take a look at the comments first?"

Everyone gathered around again to look through the comments expressing the live stream viewers' opinions on the flower demon.

"A flower demon? Seriously? Aren't these special effects a little too simplistic?"

"After seeing the begonias, I'm just staring at my succulents right now. Oh, my succulents, hurry up and transform!"

"I'm holding my samoyed at knifepoint and asking it whether it's a demon!"

"My tabby will definitely look super cute after transforming!"

"Where can I steal myself a little flower demon?"

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"What's so scary about flower demons? They're so cute, kind, and innocent! Argh, this won't do! I'm flying off to find a flower demon right now!"

"Is it a real or fake demon? This is way too blatantly scripted!"

The Mystic Arts Alliance members stared at the comments in astonishment.

For the most part, the comments could be divided into three categories the envious comments, the disbelieving comments, and the scared comments. Moreover, the scare@comments were among the minority while most of the

no

comments maintained a skeptical attitude toward the situation.

The Mystic Arts Alliance members exchanged glances, not really knowing what to make of the situation.

"The world is progressing, and so is mankind," said Michael. "Even aliens that have never appeared before have a large following of diehard fans. Meanwhile, demons and ghost have been around since the olden days. Modern people are educated, have access to the

well-developed internet, and are

much more open-minded."

The world was constantly moving forward. It was only the world of mystic arts that rejected change. They still stubbornly abided by their rules from thousands of years ago. This was also the reason for their decline.

Erwin stood up, smiling as he asked,

"Have we reached a consensus, everyone? Letting Madison become the leader of the Mystic Arts Alliance means that the Mystic Arts Alliance will be collaborating with the government."

Michael was the first to raise his hand. "I'm in agreement, and so is the Hayes family."

Liam echoed, "I'm also in agreement."

One after another, people raised their hands to express their approval. There were also some onlookers who decided to agree after seeing everyone else raising their hands.

The world of mystic arts was currently in decline, and it was only by cooperating with the government that they would be able to regain their past glory.