Supreme Vision Master-Chapter 180 - 183: You beasts!

"Yes!" Beiqing hastily responded.

He feared that if he responded too slowly, he would end up like the armrest of the master’s throne, crushed to pieces.

Wiping away his sweat, he retreated. On his way out, he couldn’t stop muttering to himself.

Does the master care too much about that Evil Doctor?

Even if the other party might be involved with that woman... Shouldn’t the master be more concerned with finding the woman’s whereabouts?

How come he wakes up and just clings to the Evil Doctor?

Master, have you got your priorities all wrong?!

That girl is the main target! Not the Evil Doctor!

Beiqing internally screamed, desperately wishing his master would quickly realize the mistake!

However, glancing at his master’s dark expression and the broken thousand-year-old ironwood armrest, he silently swallowed back his words.

"Feng Yu, do you think our master... could it be... he might..."

Upon leaving the hall, Beiqing looked at Feng Yu beside him, his face full of confusion, hesitating to speak.

"Could it be what? It’s nothing!"

Seeing a figure emerge from the hall, Feng Yu’s lips twitched, constantly making signals at Beiqing with his eyes.

Shut your mouth, idiot!

The master is coming out!

But the thick-skinned Beiqing didn’t catch on to his meaning at all.

"I mean, can it be that our master has really taken a liking to the Evil Doctor! How come he’s so concerned about him? That guy is just a shameless old lecher! Feng Yu, do you think the master might be... Eh? Feng Yu, why are your eyes twitching so much? And your mouth too? Are you having a stroke?"

You’re the one having a stroke! Your whole family is having a stroke!

Feng Yu looked at the ink-black face of their master behind Beiqing and instantly covered his eyes, not wanting to see anymore.

What a fool Beiqing is!

"...Ma— Master..." Realizing Feng Yu’s gesture, Beiqing’s single brain cell finally got the hint of something wrong, and turning back to face his master’s dark, dark complexion, his face instantly turned pale!

Oh my god!

When did the master get here? I, I, I— he, he, he—

And that disloyal Feng Yu didn’t even give him a heads up! What’s the use of just twitching his face!

"Master, I, I, I..."

Before Beiqing could finish stuttering his words, Ye Qianming had already harshly flicked his sleeve, passing by him.

"Strip him of his clothes and throw him into the Spy Color Workshop! Without my orders, no one is allowed to let him out!"

An icy voice, as if coming from the Beiguo Snowfield, made Beiqing jump up from the ground in fright.

"Master! Please no, Master!"

He didn’t want to be sold for his looks!

Begging for a different punishment method! Master!

However, before he could catch up with Ye Qianming, he was surrounded by Feng Yu and others!

"Beiqing, you know the master’s temperament; he always sticks to his word. So..." Feng Yu watched him with an elegant and noble smile, "Should you do it yourself, or shall we assist?"

As he spoke, he went ’click click click’, twisting his fingers!

This idiot, I already warned him, and he still goes to provoke the master’s ire! I was almost dragged into this mess!

Feng Yu felt he must thoroughly implement the master’s orders and properly discipline Beiqing!!

"Wait, don’t come over!"

Seeing Feng Yu and the others closing in, Beiqing instinctively turned to run but was quickly overwhelmed and pinned down by the crowd.

Instantly, his screams echoed.

"Ah! My clothes! Hey, hey, hey! Be gentle when you rip them! My lord! You beasts! You don’t have to strip my underwear, right?!"