The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

At night, after everyone had returned to their rooms, Mu Qing came to Master’s door and knocked.

“Mu Qing, what’s wrong?” Master asked as he made way for him to enter. Then, he closed the door.

“Master, I happened to hear from Jiuan and Uncle-Master yesterday…”

“Jiuan has already… already died once…” He could not bring himself to say it. His voice was dry and hoarse.

“Master, I still want to hear you tell me if this is true.”

Master looked at him silently for a while, and Mu Qing looked back at him.

Mu Qing had always been a very calm person. Master rarely saw Mu Qing like this. It was as if he was forcefully suppressing some emotions or was about to collapse.

“It’s true.”

As soon as this voice fell, a string in Mu Qing’s mind seemed to suddenly snap. It was as if someone had stabbed him in the heart with a knife. It was so painful that he could barely sit still.

“Master, can I know why?”

“Your Uncle-Master and I don’t know yet. In this life, with us around, we will protect her well. Don’t worry.”

“Master, I still want to ask…” Mu Qing lowered his eyes. “In my previous life, Jiuan… Why didn’t I protect her?”

This was something he did not understand.

If he were around, he would not let anyone hurt his little junior sister.

Even if he could not resist, he would still fight to keep her alive.

How could she… die so early?!

“Or should I say, did I protect her, Master?”

His voice was very soft as if he was talking to himself.

He recalled Xing Jiuan’s attitude toward him previously. She had been so distant…

Master was silent for a while and did not answer.

“Your Uncle-Master and I will keep an eye on this matter. Don’t think too much about it.”

Mu Qing stared at his master’s gaze for a while before his heart slowly turned cold. “…Okay.”

“It’s late. Go back and rest. Don’t think too much about it.”

“…Master, you should rest early too.”

“Okay, go back.”

Mu Qing returned to his room and slowly recalled how Xing Jiuan had been acting abnormally since that day. He could not sleep at all that night.

Xing Jiuan received a call early in the morning. She rushed out in a hurry and did not even eat breakfast.

“What’s going on?” Xing Jiuan walked in. Someone opened the door for her and closed it after she entered.

“Boss, this guy suddenly vomited blood. I let the doctor take a look. I can’t tell what’s wrong, but his body is starting to deteriorate.”

The young man led the way for Xing Jiuan as he spoke.

“Over the past few days, he has been getting stranger and stranger at a visible rate. There are more and more spots on his face. His skin is so dry that it doesn’t seem to have any flesh inside…” The young man could not help but frown as he described it.

Xing Jiuan was originally wondering how he could have changed so quickly in such a short period of time. However, when she saw him, her eyes could not help but be filled with shock.

The person in front of her could not be called a person anymore.

His face was thin, with patches of green and black. His lips were bluish-purple, and his eyes were muddled.

His exposed skin was as the young man had said. It was as if there was no flesh and blood inside.

“Boss, do you think he’s possessed?” the young man said. “Boss, I’m afraid. Protect me.”

Xing Jiuan glanced at him and did not speak.

“Boss, he’s really the most terrifying person I’ve ever seen!”