God, the Real Miss Hated Everyone Equally

Chapter 108

“Yes.”

The male deacon stopped in the middle of the pavilion and reached out to take the teapot from the stove. He started to make tea with familiarity.

The family already knows that the young miss is participating in the competition. They are very angry. I’m afraid that the young miss will suffer a lot of nagging when she goes back.”

The male deacon’s voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of startling the young man.

The young man threw another fish food into the lake. The bones on the back of his hand were outlined, making his hand look thin and slender. His white skin wrapped around it like a perfect work of art.

He said casually, “I will deal with it.”

“As long as I agree, she can do whatever she wants. No one can interfere it.

His voice was clear and pleasant, like a slowly flowing river, with a kind of magic that soothed the impetuous mood.

The male deacon brewed a cup of tea. He used a small fan and blew the tea in the teacup a little cold. Then, he carried the tea and walked to the man. He half–knelt on the ground and handed the tea cup to the man’s mouth.

“I heard that Master and Madam are very angry this time. The servants in the house have been on tenterhooks these days. I’m afraid that even if Young Master came out, you would not be able to quell the anger in their hearts.”

The man took a sip of tea and said lightly, “It doesn’t matter. I can deal with it.”

“If there is noway, I can go crazy. And then they only care about coaxing me and don’t dare to interfere.”

The male deacon was indifferent.

The young master had such a clear and extraordinary appearance, and he said such words so indifferently. It still felt somewhat broken.

The male deacon paused and seemed to have thought of something. He then said, “Some of the rich people have escaped. Do we need to arrest them?”

The man chuckled, “Let them escape. Originally, it is enought to kill one. Now, one more kilometer they have escaped for, let’s take one more of their relatives. I hope their genealogy is long enough.”

The male deacon nodded. “Yes, I will send someone to check their genealogy later.”

The man fed the fish for a while, then lost his interest and threw the fish food into the lake.

The koi in the lake fiercely fought for food and splashed high into the water.

The male deacon stood up and used his hand to block the splashing water to prevent the water from splashing on the man.

Soon, the fish food was snatched away, and the koi that had gathered together slowly dispersed.

The male deacon retracted his hand and put the teacup back on the table. Then, he took out a bag of wet tissue from his mouth, took out a piece, and half–knelt beside the man. He gently picked up one of his hands and carefully wiped it.

of

replied, “It looks good. Young Master’s hand is the most

it if I cut

hands is only valuable when they are grown on the young master.

miss.”

the sake of the young miss‘ health,

of something and suddenly laughed in a low

child, she had never dared to look straight at his hands. Even if he really cut them. off and gave them to her, she would not dare to accept them. Instead, she would throw them

all, that incident could be considered as

she

say anything else and shifted his gaze to the tablet that was placed on the coffee

on the tablet showed the live

broadcast obtained from hacking

the internal filming scene. Even if the group of people closed the external broadcast, he could always see everything about Brielle that happened in the forest.

were also being monitored

people wanted to do,

hurt

In the forest.

of hard work, Jebl finally digested more than

feet

covered in many pieces.

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he was still

consciousness was clear.

by the strength of traditional medicine,

hang on

not something an

no matter how much he begged, Brielle just smiled at him

know how he had managed

had to listen to

deep

he resisted her, she would think of

know what other methods could make him suffer more than he was

first time, he felt that it was not

“Where are the fifty professional combat personnel sent? Why did they lose contact? Why haven’t they found

contact when they

over there, they did not know what had happened. They only thought