The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 1331: Thirty-Year Leave

"Give it a try," Little Braids insisted.

The Old Ghost had no choice but to comply.

She approached the crib and reached out to play with the child.

The baby suddenly looked over, their eyes meeting.

The Old Ghost was astonished, "I can feel it, he can see me, his eyes are telling me, he sees me, he’s looking at me!"

The Old Ghost was extremely excited; it was the first time she’d encountered a baby who could see her in all her time here.

She hummed a lullaby like a kind grandmother, soothing the child and making him laugh.

The infant responded in kind, indicating that he could indeed see her.

The Old Ghost was incredulous, "He’s so small, how does he do it? Is it innate? But surely he doesn’t have Yin Yang Eyes!"

"That’s none of your concern, just leave."

The Old Ghost walked away reluctantly, looking back every few steps.

But she didn’t dare defy the young ghost messenger; fearful of the brush in his hand, she had to leave obediently.

Little Braids leaned close to the infant, sighing, "You can see ghosts, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse. This is your tenth life. If you get entangled with those things, it will affect your cultivation."

Little Braids thought for a moment, "Never mind, I’ll grudgingly stay by your side. I’ll protect you!"

In the next moment, he returned to the Netherworld, kneeling on the ground, "Nameless Lord."

The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan was startled, quickly stepping forward to help him, "Did you meet our benefactor? Don’t kneel to me, get up."

"I met him. I have something to ask of you, and if you refuse, I plan to kneel here without ceasing."

"What is it? Tell me first."

"I met our benefactor. He can see me and the ghosts. He’s just a baby now, and doesn’t understand much. When those ghosts play with him, he only thinks it’s an elder entertaining him and laughs along foolishly. But once he’s older, he’ll be scared and helpless. So I want to stay by his side, with me there, Evil Spirits with bad intentions won’t dare approach him."

"If you wish to guard him, then guard him. You don’t have to tell me, I won’t stop you."

"But I am your subordinate now."

"If I agree, that’s enough, right?" The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan was still coming to grips with his current power and capabilities.

"As a young ghost messenger, the death list usually appears in this booklet I hold. I must bring them to the Netherworld or guide some directly to the Reincarnation Palace. Now I wish to stay by our benefactor’s side, I definitely can’t accomplish my tasks. I’m afraid as soon as I leave, Evil Spirits will find him; his soul is pure, he’s a monk of nine lifetimes, to those Evil Spirits, he’s like Monk Tang’s meat, a great tonic."

"I grant you twenty years without any work obligations. I’ll reassign your work to others. Your task will be to protect him; to me, he is also our benefactor."

"Twenty years..." Little Braids frowned, "That’s too little."

A human life can be both very short and very long.

Our benefactor is a monk; generally, monks live quite long, maybe to a hundred years.

"It’s not insignificant; after twenty years, he should be able to protect himself."

Little Braids started to bargain and eventually settled on thirty years.

The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan sighed, "Alright, guard him for thirty years. Once the time is up, you must return."

Little Braids straightened up, "I promise, I won’t delay!"

"During this period, if you encounter difficulties that you can’t overcome, you can come to me."

"Sure, you’re really righteous!" Little Braids extended his hand, "I’ve decided to be friends with you!"

The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan chuckled and reached out to shake his hand.