Fu Hua had initially thought that the child in that beautiful widow's belly belonged to Young Master Lu. But now that she looked... apparently, it wasn't... it was his father's?
In other words... this Young Master Lu had been...
Fu Hua suddenly felt that the Vengeful Ghost before her had a whole field of green above his head. No wonder... no wonder he hated his father so much. It seemed to be the grudge of having his wife stolen.
"Father, come down and keep me company!"
Young Master Lu's ghost drifted before Steward Lu, extending his terrifying ghostly claws and swiping directly at his father.
"No... no... Son, don't kill me! I had no choice either. I did it all for our Lu family! You and Yi Ling had been together for nearly two years, yet there was no sign of a child in her belly. I couldn't let our Lu family die without an heir! I did it for the sake of our Lu family."
Seeing that he was about to die, Steward Lu hurriedly knelt before his son and begged without stop... making excuses for what he had done.
At the same time, he looked toward Fu Hua and urgently pleaded, "Daoist, Daoist, please help me! I don't want to die yet! Daoist, save me!"
"Cackle, cackle, cackle... No one can save you. Father, Father, have you gone senile or something... asking a woman to save you? Can't you see she's already scared witless? Don't worry... that bitch and your bastard will soon go keep you company too."
The Vengeful Ghost viciously clawed Steward Lu, making him howl in pain. Yet Fu Hua, standing nearby, seemed to have been "scared witless," showing no reaction at all. He paid her no mind whatsoever!
Just as he was preparing to