[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

After all, Manami Suda is a few years older and has seen a lot of the ways of the world.

He also has more experience in dealing with people and workplace emotional intelligence than those guys who only know how to exorcise cursed spirits.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to sneak into the Panxing Sect with just her weak magical power.

He also suddenly became the "confidential secretary" of the leader, responsible for coordinating all kinds of secular affairs of the Panxing Sect.

"In my opinion, why not let her become part of our family, Master... What do you think?"

Geto Suguru's eyes never left the girl in the birdcage for even a second.

"mine."

Upon hearing this, Manami Suda's mind started working rapidly. Could there be something missing?

"Hmm? Master, what you mean is..."

"She's mine, and mine alone."

Well, the case is solved.

The leader meant that the girl could only be his - his only 'family'.

And not the 'family' of other people in their 'big family of sorcerers'.

Manami Suda really wanted to roll her eyes at this moment, but considering this month's bonus and the leader's thundering methods, she endured it.

What a strong possessiveness! This is the legendary - the old house is on fire!

"Yes, Master, you are right. I will arrange the funds immediately and make sure that... the Master's wife comes to your side."

"Yeah." Another low response.

However, Manami Suda keenly captured the joy, satisfaction and urgency from this short word.

As a secretary, you have to keep a good grasp of your boss's pulse. You'll know after one try.

The priority of this mysterious girl suddenly rose several levels, second only to the leader.

As for the future... I'll make adjustments depending on the situation. What if his interest comes and goes quickly?

Anyway, it was considered lucky for the other party to be bought by their Panxing Sect.

At least their leader is young, handsome and wealthy, and he is never stingy even when treating his subordinates.

What's more, he has powerful abilities to match it, and a face that brings disaster. Only someone as strong as him can protect her.

"Look at how tender she is. If she were in bed, I wonder how exciting it would be..."

"That's right. I'm old enough to be tempted by her. The price this chick gets must be quite high. Why don't we pool our money together later? After all, we can play together after the photo is taken."

"Oh, that's what I meant..."

The men exchanged knowing glances with each other, and the air was filled with malicious and obscene laughter.

Manami Suda cleared her throat and glanced carefully at her leader.

Although his face was covered by the mask, his finger joints hanging at his sides were clenched so tightly that they turned white, and it seemed that he was not at peace inside.

Those crimson purple eyes seemed to be frozen with layers of ice, revealing a chilling coldness that was frightening to the bone.

She couldn't help but mourn in her heart for the two men in front of her who were swearing.

I guess these two guys who can't even spit out ivory from a dog's mouth are already dead in the eyes of the "boss".

Manami Suda swallowed and vowed to herself that she must complete this mission perfectly.

So he tentatively slowed down his tone and asked carefully: "Master, how much do we expect to spend on... Madam?"

Xia Youjie rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, supporting his forehead, and his bony fingers rhythmically tapped the other armrest.

There was a nonchalant tone in his voice: "Whatever the cost."

"To put it another way, if the money is not enough, we can just tear this place down... I have to take her away."

Wow, this is the real-life version of a man risking his life for his beloved!

Manami Suda once again refreshed his label as the leader of his own sect, as if he was possessed by a demon. He probably had forgotten about An Mengzhu and the like long ago.

"Ok, I see."

Well, with such a beautiful woman in my arms, how could I have any nightmares? I guess I wouldn't even be able to sleep, right?

She let her thoughts wander again in an infinitely vulgar way. Even if it was a dream, it must be a beautiful dream.

Alas, I guess I’ve been under too much work pressure recently.

It's been a while since I went to the club to relieve stress with those considerate pretty boys...I keep thinking about "dangerous" plots.

Manami Suda made up her mind that once the auction was over, she would take the week-long vacation she had saved up and take a good rest to relieve her loneliness.

"So as you can see, the starting price of this beautiful 'bird' in front of you is 8000 million yen. Who can take her home? Let's wait and see!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, bidding sounds came one after another in the venue.

“37号贵宾出价8500万！97号贵宾出价1亿……好！我们42号贵宾出价1亿2000万！还有没有更高的——”

Huailiang sat quietly in the cage with his eyes lowered, looking as if he had accepted his fate.

In fact, she had already quietly extended her spiritual filaments, extending infinitely outward.

Through the feedback information, I constructed all the exits of the entire venue in my mind and planned my escape route later.

She had no interest in playing 'house' with these people. Although she was a little weak now, she was not completely unable to retreat safely.

The best way, of course, is to see which sucker buys her and then leave the venue smoothly with that person - the rule of the underworld is that once the "auction item" is out, the organizer is no longer obligated to ensure its integrity.

Whether it is damaged or lost, the organizer will no longer be held responsible.

However, what’s interesting is that the moment she entered the body that had been repaired by the system, she discovered that she had a special physique that attracted cursed spirits... and it seemed to have been brought along with her.

As luck would have it, her spiritual thread found a sealed box among the objects to be photographed in the backstage, and inside it lay the finger of the Curse King Ryoumen Sukuna that she had seen last week.

Therefore, she changed her plan and used her mental filaments to silently tear off the talisman wrapped around the finger. Now, she could vaguely feel that countless curses were converging in this direction.

It won’t be long before a powerful cursed spirit is born, or... a cursed fetus that can manifest as a special-grade cursed spirit?

Who cares? She has the ability to travel through shadows anyway, and who can come to this underground black market to hold an auction? Who can be a good person?

She could hear it clearly. The 'old rules' were that the unsuccessful young boys and girls would fight with wild beasts or cursed spirits to please the so-called VIPs.

Don't take on a job if you don't have the skills. If you have the guts to come to such an illegal auction, you must be prepared to encounter trouble.

If you accidentally die... you can only blame your bad luck.