Chapter 61 (1/2)

This is the effect that the magic leans its face.

Huan Qinyan and a Niang sat on the upper chair left and right. The younger brother was frightened for a day because he was young, and was taken down by the maid to have a rest.

The dream moon only stands beside Mrs. Huan, and the tall and sturdy magic Jiuli stands beside her... These four people are two masters and two and a half masters.

The servants of the Manchu Family, about more than 100 people, stood the whole mourning hall full.

”Hard work today, everyone!” Huan tilted his face and said solemnly to the crowd.

Luo Qiao took the lead in responding, ”it's the duty of slaves to share their worries for the master without hard work...”

”Yes, yes...”

Mrs. Huan completely handed over the right to speak to Huan Qingyan.

Huan Qinyan is now a three-star spiritual master, and her temperament is stronger than her. She is more gratified. She used to rely on her husband, but now she depends on her daughter, and she doesn't feel against it.

”Now we have no master in the magic mansion. We can't use so many slaves and lack the position of chief manager for the time being, so we can't control you. You must know what I said during the day. I was originally prepared to deal with this matter tomorrow. Think about it today or finish it today. Now gather you together, it's about your fate...” Huan Qingyan said his purpose concisely.

The servants were surprised and began to quarrel.

”Young lady, I have old and young people. You can't drive us away like this...” this is the voice of the servant who didn't sell the dead deed.

”Yes, we've been loyal for half our life and stayed in the magic mansion. Where do you want us to settle down?” This is the voice of the man who sold the dead deed.

Huan Qinyan ignored them, took out an old white robe and motioned to his dumb brother to hang it in front of the portrait of Huan Beiming in the mourning hall.