Hailan knelt at her feet, gently massaging her calves, a hint of triumph flashing in his lowered eyes. The world was finally quiet; the master could only belong to me alone.
However... he only reacted now, realizing the young man had been pretending all along, pretending to be deaf and mute, pretending to be a fool. Was he waiting for an opportunity to escape?
At least he had some self-awareness.
But there was always this feeling of being used by someone, which felt somewhat uncomfortable at heart.
However, thinking that the person was already gone and no longer a threat to him, he felt relieved again.
Butler Ziyu lowered his head even more; he dared not respond to these words, thinking of the young man's pair of clean, clear eyes. He had been pretending all along, which was terrifying, as even he and the master were deceived. Truly, he was the master's biological son...
"He is no longer on the island now." The woman suddenly spoke.
