The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Uncle-Master’s expression was ugly. When he saw the man lying on the ground, trying to sit up with much difficulty, his eyes were filled with disgust and coldness.

He had studied magic spells for decades and had been doing this since he had memories.

He and his Senior Brother’s master had told them that learning spells were for the sake of doing good. They had to remember not to harm anyone.

Furthermore, their master had saved many people’s lives during a fight with the evil cultivators, but he had not saved himself.

He had always hated these evil Mages. It had been too long since these evil people faced the punishment of heaven.

Over the years, countless people had lost their lives to these evil spells.

If such a person survived, how could they appease the dead?

“Master, he…” Xing Jiuan couldn’t help but ask when she saw that he was suddenly silent.

“Jiuan, is he still useful to you?”

“I just want to know the truth, but from the looks of it, he can’t explain anything.” Xing Jiuan looked at the man coldly.

“Then leave him to me. I’ll try my best to find the truth for you.”

“Alright, sorry to trouble you, Uncle-Master,” Xing Jiuan said softly.

“What’s so troublesome about that?” Uncle-Master smiled. “You’re my Senior Brother’s disciple, and I’m your Uncle-Master, so it’s only right.”

Xing Jiuan did not dwell further. “Uncle-Master, do you want to take him away? The doctors here have no solution either. He might not live for long.”

“I’ll contact the local manager. Since this person is a Mage, according to the rules, he should be handed over to a special organization to handle. I’ll let him get what he deserves.”

“A simple death is too easy for him.

Upon hearing this, Master and Xing Jiuan looked at him in surprise.

“When facing such people, management organizations will usually have a more severe punishment. They won’t be able to escape even if they die.”

Xing Jiuan did not know about these things at all. Furthermore, Master had not paid attention to them since he had gone into seclusion. Therefore, they did not know what would happen to this man.

However, it sounded serious.

The man on the bed was still lying calmly earlier as if he no longer cared about life or death.

When he suddenly heard Uncle-Master’s words, he widened his already small eyes. There was actually some fear in his turbid and lightless eyes.

He made a sound in his throat as if he wanted to say something, but he could not say anything.

“What’s wrong with him?” Xing Jiuan walked over.

She could already accept the man’s appearance. She endured the discomfort in her eyes and looked at him.

“Don’t worry about it. Jiuan, let’s go back. Perhaps he has bad luck on him, don’t let it spread to you.” Master frowned and wanted to pull Xing Jiuan back, but Xing Jiuan had already retreated obediently.

She was quite lucky now and did not want to suddenly bring herself any bad luck. That would be too disgusting.

Master retracted his hand.

“Uncle-Master, are we bringing him to the place you mentioned now?”

“…Yes.” The Uncle-Master paused and replied, “I’ll contact them in advance and get them to come here to pick him up.”

“Okay.”

Perhaps because the three of them were not paying attention to the man, they did not notice that he had slowly climbed to the window and was almost there.

“No, he wants to kill himself.” Uncle-Master accidentally saw him and wanted to rush over to stop him.

“Ignore him, Uncle-Master. He can’t jump down.”