All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 1371 - Chapter 1380

Walking on the grassland, the wind blowing carried a refreshing scent. As far as his eyes could see, the formidable army of the Holy Illuminati was advancing toward the riverbank. Without hesitation, he strode forward until he disappeared from the gaze of Cameron and the others, arriving at the center of the grassland. In the expansive meadow, the Holy Illuminati's army moved in perfect formation, their enchanted armor shimmering with a magical radiance, emitting an aura of desolation that pervaded the heavens and earth. The blades of grass on the ground, under this overwhelming momentum, all bowed low, trembling. Above their formation, the invisible force even stirred up a howling wind, producing a haunting sound. It was an absolutely powerful force, capable of crushing everything, demanding awe from anyone in its presence. Wilbur stood alone there, appearing so frail, like a lone boat facing the waves. He remained composed, even leisurely picking a wildflower and examining i

There was no earth-shattering roar as one might have imagined, no overwhelming blaze, nor a chaotic surge of spiritual energy blanketing the sky. A layer of iridescent light enveloped Wilbur, effortlessly absorbing the onslaught. All the force began to dissipate the moment it made contact with the Dragon's Safehaven until it vanished completely. Wilbur, hands behind his back, stood within the protective Dragon's Safehaven, casually licking his lips as he calmly observed the three judges. Even the Lord of the Holy Illuminati would have to bow down obediently before the old dragon. Wilbur had the backing of the old dragon, after all. The three judges gazed at Wilbur within the light shield, their expressions turning serious. Wilbur smiled slightly, and after a minute, the protective effect of the Dragon's Safehaven disappeared. Wilbur stretched his limbs, a smirk playing on his lips. "The Sword of Judgment doesn't seem all that impressive, does it?" However, Michael burst into

The blazing spiritual flames roared atop the historical halberd. At the same time, Augustus's battle armor also surged with roaring flames. The two invisible spiritual pressures began to ripple, with the howling winds echoing across the grasslands. Wilbur's gaze remained resolute as he directly hurled the Sword of Judgment into the demiplane. Augustus furrowed his brows, and the flowing flames within his battle armor vanished. "If not for the command of Pope Augheimer, I would truly like to experience your strength," Augustus said slowly. Wilbur coldly smiled. "I'm ready to accompany you at any time." Augustus nodded slightly and then turned, shouting, "All holy knights, holy warriors, enter the teleportation gate. Return to the sacred church and prepare to face your punishment." "We obey the orders of the Archangel." Ten holy knights and a thousand holy warriors unquestioningly followed Augustus's command, forming a queue to enter the teleportation gate. Wilbur silen

Wilbur's anger flared as he forcefully pushed down Mary, ready to give this unruly girl a stern lesson. However, at that moment, the door swung open, and Lilian rushed in, panting heavily. Her chest heaved as if she had just completed a 100-meter sprint. "Your Holiness, you're back!" Lilian gasped for breath, her chest still rising and falling rapidly. Wilbur instantly felt awkward, hastily pushing aside Mary, and said, "I just got back. What's the matter?" "Oh, I heard that the church is out of money, so I came to donate," Lilian said innocently. Mary snorted coldly, sitting on the sofa and biting into an apple. Wilbur was puzzled, "Donate? What are you donating?" "I have a hundred thousand in my private fund, and I plan to donate it to the church," Lilian exclaimed, waving her fist. Wilbur shook his head, "No need. This is not something you can solve." "Your Holiness, we know it takes a lot of money, but every little bit helps. Besides, as a member of the church, I have

Tasha looked at Wilbur in shock, raising her voice to reprimand him, "Mister, do you know who Mister Louis is? How dare you speak to him like this?" "I don't care who he is. I've set my eyes on this thing, clearly expressing my intention to buy it. Even if God himself comes, it's mine," Wilbur said without hesitation. At that moment, Louis burst into laughter, a sly expression on his face as he nodded at Wilbur. "Very good. No one has ever dared to talk to me like that. This is truly interesting." "Hmph! Pack up the stuff for me. I'm leaving," Wilbur said coldly. Louis let out a disdainful snort. "You insulted me and think you can just leave like that? Do you not respect me at all?" "Who are you to demand my respect?" Wilbur mocked with his distinctive smirk. Louis's eyes flared with anger. Just then, Tasha exclaimed, "Mister Louis is the son of the governor of Banes. Do you have a death wish?" Wilbur was taken aback. Louis, with a cruel smile on his face, walked up to