My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!-Chapter 3105 From the Look!

Turning around, he caught a glimpse of cold disdain on the little stoic's solemn face.

The audacity to target Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao—clearly, he had a death wish.

Qiao Mu elegantly lifted her left wrist and proclaimed, "Judging by appearances!"

The demon-masked man scoffed dismissively.

After falling for this child's deception once, did she believe there would be a second time?

Suddenly, the demon-masked man's eyes widened. He realized the concealed weapon was hurtling toward him with a whooshing sound, too late to evade!

With a shout, a divine armor materialized on his chest, blocking the concealed weapon with two resounding clangs.

The ghoul masked man sneered, "Little fellow, do you think this trinket can…"

Boom! Boom!

Duan Yue turned around and observed the spot where Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao had been crouching. Witnessing the demon-masked man being blown away, he shook his head in disbelief.

This guy was hopelessly naive!

Didn't he understand that the power of Viscount's Consecutive Explosions exceeded that of ordinary concealed weapons?

Even a full-body divine armor might not withstand the relentless explosions from the Viscount and Mother.

The ghoul masked man was sent flying pitifully. The little lady stood up from behind the rock, dissatisfiedly inspecting her shoes stained with raindrops.

Mo Lian swiftly arrived at her side, only to see the little stoic pointing at his small shoes with an expressionless gaze. "They're wet."

Crown Prince Mo felt an overwhelming sensation as if he were about to be melted by the adorable charm of the quilted little fellow.

Without hesitation, he scooped her up from the ground and cheerfully declared, "Hubby will get you a new pair of shoes later! They're brand new and adorned with embroidered lotus flowers!"

The little fellow responded with an indifferent smile.

"Bang!" The ghoul masked man, who had been blasted away, exploded once more.

Automatically, embarrassment painted the faces of onlookers as they turned to gaze in the direction of the unfortunate soul.

That guy was truly pitiful!

Why provoke the little stoic without cause?

Not only had he been blown up once, but he had also endured not one but three successive explosions.

Following the Viscount and Mother combo explosion, the ghoul masked man's body exploded once again, this time courtesy of a talisman infused with thunder spirits. Their bodies crackled with sizzling electric currents, the rain intensifying the sour and refreshing sensation that made everyone shiver from a distance.

Yet, the ghoul masked man proved resilient.

Enduring the effects of three consecutive explosions, he shook off the static electricity with a stoic demeanor and rose to his feet.

Clutching a black iron rod, his numb hands led him to unconsciously discard the weapon due to the lingering electric charge. A deep-seated anger emanated from him, like the prelude to a volcanic eruption, even if his masked face kept his emotions hidden.

After a brief three-second mourning period, everyone refocused on the ongoing battle with the black-clad adversaries!

Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao, holding her large umbrella, observed the unfolding scene with an apathetic expression.

Turning to Mo Lian, she inquired, "Have we encountered this demon-masked man before?"

"Do you recall the skirmish at Yating Court on Sikong Star?"

"At that moment, the high priest of Siming Manor donned a metal demon mask and orchestrated the encirclement with a sizable group of followers."

Qiao Mu shook her head, reminiscing about the past.