Chapter 996

Clare found it very strange and eerie. "Sylvia... why have I never heard of this master of yours before? What did he teach you?"

After all, bringing back a dead person... it felt quite bizarre and unsettling.

Sylvia looked at him with a calm gaze. "Just some minor skills, nothing worth mentioning. You'll understand in time."

She had struggled to accept these metaphysical teachings herself.

She feared scaring the Hipps family, so she didn't plan to tell them directly for now.

She didn't want her arrival to disrupt the peaceful and harmonious life of the Hipps family.

After all... apart from seeing Master Newman embed that talisman into her body, she hadn't experienced anything else.

So, she didn't know how to explain the peculiarities and uniqueness of her master to them.

She might need a lot of practice.

Only then would she grasp the mysteries of this new skill she had learned.

Clare, hearing her response, didn't press further. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since your master taught you, and now that he has passed away, our Hipps family naturally has the duty to give him a proper burial. Don't worry, I'll find a good feng shui spot for him in Luk Treasure Cemetery."

Luk Treasure Cemetery was a public cemetery, and the plots there were not cheap.

But for the Hipps family and Sylvia, it was a trivial matter.

Sylvia nodded. "Thank you, Uncle. I'll pay for the plot; it shouldn't be on the Hipps family's account."

"Do we need to prepare a funeral?" Old Mrs. Hipps felt somewhat uneasy. If it had been anyone other than Sylvia...

Bringing back a dead person early in the morning would have surely made her faint.

Just thinking about it made her uncomfortable.

But then she remembered that this was Sylvia's master, and thought about Sylvia's stunning dance last night that had made Tristan's face turn green with envy.

Without this master, how could Sylvia be so outstanding and bring such pride to the Hipps family?

With this in mind, Old Mrs. Hipps felt less repulsed.

"My master lived a low-profile life, so it's best to bury him quietly, so he can rest in peace," Sylvia said as she saw the mortician had finished preparing Master Newman's body and went over for a final check. Master Newman's dirty beard and hair had been cleaned, and his tattered clothes had been replaced with clean ones.

He didn't look too terrifying now.

help but scream internally. That was a dead

Was this for real?!

was in order, Sylvia told the

cremated Master Newman and later buried his ashes

before the tombstone and kowtowed three times to

that I will never become an evil flower. I

kowtowed three

descended the mountain, fine drizzle began to fall

her of the day

as if it

much had happened in the past two

insight struck her. If she mastered

that she had a sister who

sister who was

Her breath quickened.

her mother might

back then... but unfortunately, her

where would she

Clare standing by

her, he immediately came over with the

to discuss with her master, so he

was just a light drizzle and not a heavy

found an unopened disposable towel from

a bit damp," Sylvia said but still

Clare's concern. This long-lost familial affection

towel into the car's trash

at Luk Treasure Cemetery getting further and further

prayed in her

The Sweeney family estate.

Sweeney family estate was far more luxurious than that of the

extremely opulent and

the expansive swimming pool which

an equestrian field and a

a hint of menace. He stood there, slowly taking off his suit jacket and then his shirt. He stood by the

he dove into the pool, sending

carrying trays with

man usually

items

umbrella, and these items were neatly

a while, another man in swim trunks also dove into the water

against each other, swimming back and forth faster

emerged from the water. The servants immediately stepped

bodies were dripping wet but their muscular physiques and perfect builds were

though it wasn't their first time seeing

lounge chairs and leisurely began sipping

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