GoodNovelChapter 5896 "Grandpa!" Veron sobbed even more when she heard that. She continued to prostrate herself. "I was wrong. I used to be so immature, and I always made you angry. I will surely repent and change. I beg you; please help him." Sigh! Tuji's expression was complicated when he saw her in that light. He then exhaled deeply.
At the stime, everyone in the room looked at each other.
Was that the sdemanding, capricious Veron? She was about to lose her entire ego and dignity because of an unknown man.
Circe could not take it anymore. She took a step forward and gently yanked Tuji. "Dad, why don't you see if you can still save that man?" Circe looked at Veron with pity in her eyes as she said that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVeron might be capricious, but she had a tough life too. Her mother passed away when she was young. Her father had becdisabled too. She had just turned adult when her father was killed.
Circe had already treated Veron as her daughter, even though they were aunt and niece. How could she bear it at that moment, seeing Veron in such agony? "Hmm!" Tuji nodded as he approached Bowen after hearing her daughter's request. He could not help but be stunned after inspecting his injuries.
His internal energy was depleted. He was also covered in injuries. What had he encountered? Tuji shook his head, stunned. "That man is no longer breathing. I can save him." What? Veron was initially hopeful, but when she heard that, she lost all strength and slumped to the ground in disappointment. Her eyes were filled with sadness.
Tuji took a deep breath at that moment. "Veron, who on earth is this person?" he asked, his face darkened. "He...he is from the Raksasa tribe." Veron could not hide her grief, so she recounted Bowen's identity.
Tuji considered the situation for a moment before saying calmly, "No one can be raised from the dead. Because he saved your life several times, we can bury him in the cemetery behind the hill." The Lange family owned the cemetery behind the manor. Only members of their family could be buried there. Tuji was considered graceful enough to make that decision.
en A few disciples cover and were about to take Bowen away on his orders.
"No!" Veron yelled out loud at that precise moment. She pounced on Bowen's body to protect him. "Don't touch him! Bowen is not dead. He won't die." Veron was extremely sad. Her eyes were shimmering with lunacy. She had lost her senses.
"Don't be rude!" Tuji was stunned and enraged when he saw the situation. He shouted "Will you continue to cause havoc? Men! Drag her out of the room and lock her in the private room.
Q.UMS At that moment, Tuji was extremely furious. Veron was getting out of line. He had already said the man could not be saved, yet she refused to accept it. Upon hearing orders, a few disciples cover and were about to take Veron away.
"Hold on!" Right at that moment, Circe quickly walked forward and stopped the disciples.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, Circe said to Tuji, "Dad, why don't you get srest? Leave this to me." Her tone was gentle yet persuasive.
Hmm! Tuji nodded. He could no longer stand it and ordered everyone to leave the main hall immediately.
"Veron!"
When the others left, Circe slowly bent down and gently consoled m Veron. Kunderstand how you feel, but you can't just go on like this."
"Why don't we do this? I have a cold jade in the room where I practicen cultivation Why don't we put him there? It can temporarily prevent his body from decomposing. Then we'll think of another way, we'll Veron gradually calmed down at that point. She nodded in response to her aunt's suggestion.
A few minutes later, under Circe's arrangement, Bowen was placed in the private room on a cold fade bed. Verom stood by the side, looking for a long tbefore slowly exiting the private room.
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