Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1293 Incurable

Chapter 1293: Chapter 1293 Incurable

What they called an invitation was actually two trusted aides walking beside her, one on each side.

Blatant coercion.

Watching the back of the Old Madam as she left.

Situ Zhi screamed heart-wrenchingly from behind, making the Old Madam’s heart ache. Yet, she was helplessly led away by Situ Yongjie’s aides. After returning to the courtyard, two guards remained at the gate, preventing her from causing any trouble.

His Excellency the Minister was determined to take Situ Zhi back to the mansion to avenge his daughter.

Situ Yongjie, for the sake of the General’s Mansion’s honor, naturally refused to agree, and the two were once again deadlocked over this issue.

"Brother Li, rest assured, this scourge will remain confined in the General’s Mansion. Once you finish the funeral for your daughter, we’ll take this scourge to the Emperor together for an explanation."

Listening to this, His Excellency the Minister’s face softened a little, but as he touched his daughter’s body, which was gradually growing cold, he felt immense sorrow. This morning, the little girl was still lively, clinging to him, calling out "Father" repeatedly. In the blink of an eye, she lay silently on the ground, becoming a mangled corpse.

Truly, the world is unpredictable.

If only all of this were just a nightmare, and everything would return to normal upon waking.

Due to his daughter’s sudden passing, although His Excellency the Minister was angry, he thought that even if the General’s Mansion ran, the temple couldn’t escape. He decided that after dealing with his daughter’s body, it would not be too late to come back for Situ Zhi’s life.

His Excellency the Minister left with the mangled body of his daughter, looking sorrowful.

The people from the Ministerial Mansion have left!

The main hall was silent, the surroundings chaotic, and on the ground, a terrifying pool of blood.

It all constantly reminded everyone that what had just happened was true.

The Little Young Master of the Situ Mansion had killed the daughter of the Ministerial Mansion.

The atmosphere was very heavy, especially for the servants, who didn’t dare to breathe heavily, fearing they might upset the Masters and receive their wrath.

Situ Zhi, somewhat naive, thought that since the people from the Ministerial Mansion had gone, he was safe now. Emboldened, he said, "Father, it’s really not my fault. That girl deserved to die. She shouldn’t have insulted me. Zhizhi has never been insulted before. She deserved to die. So what if I killed her? Anyway, the Ministerial Mansion can’t do anything to us."

His tone even carried a hint of arrogance.

Situ Yongjie looked at him with a complex expression: "Zhizhi, tell your father, weren’t you afraid when you killed someone for the first time?"

"Not afraid at all! Besides, there’s a thrill in killing. I like it."

"Like?" Situ Yongjie was stunned. Was this really something a nine-year-old Little Kid would say?

It sounded more like the words of a murderous demon who often kills.

But the one before him was clearly just nine years old.

"Yes! Hearing their cries gives me an inexplicable thrill." As if exchanging experiences with someone, Situ Zhi became more excited, his young face shining with a strange light.

Blatant pathology.

Situ Yongjie could see it. His son was not only profligate but also not as simple as he appeared on the surface. Within his small body was concealed a brutal murderous demon.

From his excited expression, it didn’t seem like it was his first time killing.

"Zhizhi, be honest with your father. Have you killed before?"

Situ Zhi snapped back to reality, recalling how his mother had been very serious with him before she passed. She told him he must not tell anyone about his killing,

Of course, including Situ Yongjie.

"Father... no... I haven’t."

Unprepared, Situ Zhi stammered as he spoke.

Situ Yongjie’s gaze was extremely sharp, seeing right through him. He felt profoundly disappointed that his son was beyond saving.