I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 296

When Xie Han brought Sang Jingwan to her master's thatched cottage, she felt uneasy again.

It's different from the pressure of facing coercion from many elders.

She was a little scared at this moment.

Not only did he violate the ancestral precepts of the National Master's Mansion and secretly keep the sacrifices offered by the Spirit Servant Clan, but now someone has died.

If Master knew about this, I’m afraid he wouldn’t forgive her, right?
Maybe even angry.

Xie Han began to retreat, and the momentum he had just displayed in front of the many elders had completely disappeared.

How should I talk to my master in order to lower his anger and awaken some of the relationship between master and disciple?

"How long are you going to stay out here?"

Just as Xie Han was struggling, Xie Yutong's voice came out faintly as the door was opened.

!!!

Xie Han stood up in panic, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet. He hesitated in place, his lips trembling, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time: "Master..."

"What's wrong? You've become bolder and more independent, and now you don't even recognize your teacher?" Xie Yutong looked at him with a half-smile, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Xie Han bent his knees without hesitation, knelt down with a plop, waved his hands repeatedly, and shook his head to deny: "No, no, no!"

“Master…” She called out weakly, then lowered her head, not daring to look at him again.

Xie Yutong snorted lightly, and glanced at the person without showing any emotion: "Come in."

As he spoke, he looked at Sang Jingwan who was standing beside him.

Xie Han blocked it in a panic.

I was afraid that my master would get angry and take my life directly.

"Take this good friend of yours with you."

Xie Yutong emphasized the word "good friends" a little too much.

Xie Han heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It seems that Master is in a good mood?
I haven't taken my anger out on Awan yet...

She answered yes obediently, quickly got up, picked up Sang Jingwan again, and led people into the house.

In the room.

Xie Yutong concentrated on making tea with a calm expression.

"Tell me about it." Xie Yutong handed a cup of tea to Xie Han. Although she didn't say anything, Xie Han knew that her master knew everything.

If she continued to hide the truth, her lie would be exposed within three sentences.

However, she had no intention of hiding it.

Just now, I was feeling worried and didn’t know where to start.

"The thing is like this..."

Xie Han told them everything about how she discovered Sang Jingwan, her mentality, why she secretly brought her back and raised her in the National Master's Mansion, and how she was later discovered by the Great Elder and others, and what happened.

"Master, the Ninth Elder is dead."

After saying the last few words, Xie Han looked like he accepted the punishment and even looked like he was waiting to die obediently.

"He had evil intentions and died here. He can't blame anyone else."

Xie Yutong had a calm expression, and didn't take the Ninth Elder's death to heart.

"Master, don't you blame me?"

Seeing that no one was angry, Xie Han felt relieved, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel curious.

Xie Yutong glared at him with her beautiful eyes: "Why would I be angry?"

Being angry will give you wrinkles.

A mere restless Ninth Elder was not worth such a huge price for her to pay.

"I thought you would scold me, punish me severely, and then send me to serve in a forbidden area, leaving me to fend for myself from now on..."

The more Xie Han spoke, the lower his voice became, and in the end, he was too guilty to dare to look Xie Yutong in the eye.

Xie Yutong didn't say anything, but it added more pressure to others.

"As long as you know."

She snorted lightly, but didn't say anything else.

Xie Han shrank his neck and dared not say another word, feeling very guilty.

Xie Yutong's gaze fell on Sang Jingwan. He silently took a sip of tea and savored the flavor.

When the air suddenly became quiet, time seemed to slow down as well.

The pressure in Xie Han's heart was growing.

It was not until she could no longer kneel, with red eyes and a lot of small movements, that Xie Yutong slowly spoke, as if asking: "What are you going to do with this sacrifice offered by the Spirit Servant Clan?"