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Song Yan turned her head and took one last glimpse of the music box before snapping her fingers and breaking the seal that locked the witch\'s soul. As long as this box was here, Song Lan can forget about looking pretty for a while and this box was something that even that old master that Song Lan and Chu Lian have hired would not be able to detect, no matter how hard he tries and even if he could he wouldn\'t know how to deal with it.

Once she was done dealing with Song Lan, she walked out of Song Lan\'s room that once belonged to her in this house. She wasn\'t surprised that Song Lan took over her room as soon as she successfully kicked her out—— after all, that girl has always tried to snatch every good thing that she had with all her might. Her obsession with trying to make Song Yan as miserable as possible ran so deep that one time just for the heck of it, Song Lan once secretly ate a bunch of seafood that her father brought for her when he was still in his sane mind and refused to acknowledge Song Lan as his daughter.

But for the sake of not affecting the shares of the Song Corporation, he allowed Chu Lian and her daughter inside their house after her mother died and Chu Lian came rushing to take a share of the pie that she has been itching to try.

She was allergic to seafood but just because she wanted to see Song Yan upset, Song Lan was willing to suffer.

Song Yan shook her head, trying to get rid of the unhappy memories that were too much to bear and turned to walk in the direction of the master bedroom. She knew the mother and daughter pair well—— and knew that Chu Lian must have taken over the bedroom that her mother shared with her father, after all just how many times in the past,  Chu Lian used to sneak around that corridor and peep at her mother and father.

Just like her daughter, she was jealous and cruel, if anything Song Lan must be even another ten steps ahead of her mother.

As she rounded the narrow hallway and turned left on the third floor of the Song Mansion, Song Yan came to a stop in front of the master bedroom and just as she expected, Chu Lian was peacefully sleeping on the bed that belonged to her mother, in the room that was once renovated by her mother, even though she has replaced all the traces of her mother, the previous mistress of the Song family —— the essence was still here.

She strolled towards Chu Lian whose eyes were closed and breathing smoother than the most peaceful man on earth, where she was sleeping like she had no worries and there was her mother\'s soul who was shrieking in agony, wanting revenge. Her fingers clenched and for two seconds Song Yan battled with the urge to unleash her mother\'s soul on Chu Lian and let her deal with this vile woman.

But she didn\'t for the sake of her mother\'s reincarnation and her new life, she held herself back.  She already had a task in front of her and that was finding her mother\'s body in which the other half of her soul was trapped before she could even think about hurting Chu Lian, this woman knew where her mother was buried and if she killed her, how will she find out where her mother\'s body was hidden?

So, instead of hurting Chu Lian, she simply took out the corpse of the disciple that she has stored in her spirit ring and then placed it next to Chu Lian, was she disgusted while doing this? Not at all, she has seen things much worse than this but she still walked inside the en suite bathroom of the master bedroom and washed her hand, she didn\'t want to bring any negativity with her to the current real Song house.

Then as cool as a cucumber, she walked out of the room.

" You scare me sometimes, you know." Fang Yanli who has been silent till now finally spoke up with a spooked out expression and why wouldn\'t she? She just saw her master, shrivel up a guy like he was a freaking raisin, whip out a highly cursed object to teach a lesson to someone and then picked the dried-up corpse and lay it next to someone without even batting an eye.

Song Yan strode down the stairs and calmly raised a brow. " Do I?"

" Of course, you do!" said Fang Yanli as she rubbed the non-existent goosebumps on her arms. " And the next time if I offend you, you might as well punish me right then and there, or at least let me know so I can apologize before you come hunting for my ghostly a*s."

A laugh nearly escaped Song Yan\'s lips at Fang Yanli\'s words before she turned a right on the first floor instead of heading to the door. Seeing her walk to the inner part of the mansion instead of leaving right away, Fang Yanli\'s spine straightened up—— Now what? What was she trying to do?