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.

examining Master Newman beside the coffin and couldn't help but scream internally. That was a dead person! How could she dare to look for so

Was this for real?!

Sylvia told the butler, "Seal

Newman and later buried his ashes

knelt before the tombstone and kowtowed three

never become an evil flower. I will punish

three more times before

mountain, fine drizzle began to fall

cool raindrops hit her body, reminding her of the day Franklin's grandfather was buried... it was also raining like

as if it had been a

happened in the past

a sudden flash of insight struck her. If she mastered divination, could

said that she had a sister who was

who was

Her breath quickened.

her mother might also be

back then...

world, where would she find

and saw Clare standing by the car with a

came over with the

might have something secret to discuss with her master, so he didn't dare go up

it was just a light drizzle and not

in the car, he found an unopened

just a bit damp," Sylvia said but

warmed at Clare's concern. This long-lost familial affection was something she had never felt before

towel into the car's

back at Luk Treasure Cemetery getting further and further away

in her heart, Master, rest

The Sweeney family estate.

more luxurious

was extremely opulent and

swimming pool which

also an equestrian field and

well-tailored white suit. His perfect handsome face and deep eyes carried a hint of menace. He stood there, slowly

splash, he dove into the pool, sending

in one after another, carrying trays with red wine,

man usually needed

items

these items were neatly placed on the side tables

another man in swim trunks also dove into the water

seemed to be competing against each

an hour, they finally emerged from the water. The servants

wet but their muscular physiques and perfect builds

wasn't their first time seeing

Marcelo sat on the lounge

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