All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 1261 - Chapter 1270

Space and time had historically been the most mysterious parts of the universe, of which their laws had been the hardest to grasp. Even the few dimensional spells had only been discovered through countless experiments and guesses, and no one had even truly been able to understand what dimensions truly were. No man had truly figured out something as simple as how planes could fly. Until now, planes were merely a result of data yielded from countless consistent experiments. No one had actually figured out the true theory behind it. Some top-tier spells had been forged the same way, especially those to do with time and space. If Wilbur were to master even the basics of the Laws of Dimension, he would be a great deal more powerful than he already was. This would definitely come in handy with his cultivation journey in the future. It was the sight of it costing 700 grace points that made Wilbur curse. Despite so, he hurled the Octogem Hairpin into the Dragon's Altar without

'"Yes. He even declared that he was going to come to Shia soon and challenge the cultivator circle here. He said he would like to battle against you," Kamura said carefully. Loja lit up at the words. "Wonderful. You've succeeded in your mission, then." "What?" Kamura was confused. Loja said, "You don't need to know about that. He needs another challenge. You may go and rest now." "But my leg, Master…" Kamura looked pitifully at Loja, hoping that his master would be able to heal his leg with his powers— or he would be crippled for life. Loja smiled. He raised a hand, which glowed golden as a surge of spiritual energy spread out in the air. Kamura was overjoyed. Sure enough, his master had a plan. Loja waved a hand, and a pillar of golden light shone down on Kamura's face. The next second, however, Kamura cried out in agony as he turned to ashes completely. Even as he drew his last breath, he had never expected to be killed by his own master. The next second, Loja cal

"No, I don't." "Ah, it's going to be hard to see him, then. He only greets his believers at the Sleeping Buddha Temple on the fifteenth of every month. No one really sees him otherwise." "I'll just have to think of another way, then," said Wilbur. Bailey shrugged. "I don't think I can help you out with that, then. Goodbye, Mister Penn." "Hold on." Wilbur took out a stack of Dashan bills, passing them to Bailey. "Here's your pay." Bailey stared at the money in shock, which looked to be no less than ten thousand dollars. "I haven't even done anything, Mister Penn. I can't take your money." A thought seemed to come to her all of a sudden, and she shook her head at Wilbur. "I'm not that kind of girl, either. I'm sorry." Bailey set the money back down on the table and turned to leave. Wilbur did not know what to think. He had just wanted to help out this hardworking exchange student, only for her to misread his intentions completely. Yet just as Bailey had opened the doo

Upon listening to Bailey, Wilbur knew at once that Jack was a severe addict. People like this would be willing to do anything to continue funding their addiction. After a while, Wilbur said, "It seems like I shouldn't have let Jack go just now." "Well, what could you have done?" Bailey shook her head. "I really think you should just go back to Dasha, Mister Penn. It isn't safe for you to stay here any longer." Wilbur smiled. "I can't leave yet, I haven't even finished what I came here to do. How about this? You can follow me around for the next few days. I'll pay you ten thousand dollars for each day until I'm done here. What do you think?" Wilbur could tell that Bailey did not understand the danger she was in yet. Bailey was in shock, her expression flickering with hesitation. Things at home were not going very well, and getting paid ten thousand dollars every day was a salary she would never even have imagined herself receiving. The offer was practically impossible to

Bailey smiled. "They used to be men, but now they're women." Wilbur did not know what to say to that. Just then, the three drag queens on stage began another tantalizing dance sequence. As the dance sequence ended, three men with solid, well-toned abs came onstage wearing nothing but boxers. The music kicked up, and the lights began to flash wildly. The six members onstage broke out into three pairs, dancing seductively with each other. As the dance went on, they began to strip until they were completely naked. Bailey was covering her face, her head lowered. Wilbur shook his head, but the best was yet to come. Three beds were brought onstage, and each couple took a bed before going to the real thing. The noises they made filled the air, amplified by the microphones they were wearing. They contorted their bodies into unimaginable positions, their movements and sounds exaggerated to the extreme. Wilbur's eyes nearly popped out of his head. No wonder Bailey had n