บท 162: Butler Wan

"Fucking bastard, stop!"

Just as he was about to begin dispelling the curse, a loud shout, like thunder, resounded through the hospital room.

"Eh?"

Both Chen Tian and Ming Ming looked at the door, bewildered. Standing in the doorway was a tall, old figure with piercing eyes and a stern expression. 

"B-Butler Wan, you're here!!" Ming Ming's expression immediately changed after seeing Butler Wan in front of the door. 

"What do you think you're doing, young Miss? Butler Wan asked, his expression darkening after seeing the sight inside the room.

He noticed his master's disciple lying on the ground, unconscious, with a red and swollen face from a recent slap.

Butler Wan clenched his fists, anger boiling within him. 

"Are you the one who did this?" Butler Wan asked in a low, menacing voice, his eyes narrowing with fury.