Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 923

Pablo could not help but grip the skull in his hands. It crushed to pieces under the impact.

"You don't want to make this a big deal, is that right! Killing my entire family, setting my house on fire! All one hundred and sixty nine bodies in the Belmont household, burned to nothing!"

"You've made a big enough deal yourself, and now you don't want me to make a big deal out of this?"

Master Phillips' chest pounded with fear, all his thoughts flooding his mind at once. He was thoroughly disturbed, unsure what Pablo really was— a human? A ghost? If he were human, whose dead body had that? If he were a ghost, how was he able to touch Uriah and even crush his skull?

Master Phillips racked his brains, trying to think of a way to hold Pablo down. What could he do so Pablo could leave?

He was also thinking of ways to destroy Pablo, so he could never come back…

His fear and anger took over him slowly. It had been ten years, and Master Phillips had never spent a single night sleeping in peace. Now that he had finally seen Pablo's spirit… he was viewing him as a bad pupil, torturing them for so long instead of just going to be reborn.

Pablo seemed to know what Master Phillips was thinking.

He smiled, staring at Master Phillips. "Why did you take me in as your pupil in the first place?"

He was not supposed to have a master at all…

"You said that it was a shame. A shame that my talent was hidden in my poor town."

Pablo was no fool. He could tell that both his master and friend had been sincere to him at the start.

But why did they change after that, and when?

He had treated them earnestly, trusting them with all of his heart.

But they had started scheming against him at some point.

Master Phillips was an old, experienced man. Having faced Pablo for so long, he was starting to feel less of the fear he had felt in the beginning.

His expression was ashen, his tone cold. "I took you in as a pupil so you could help Uriah and be his advisor, not to step on him to gain power!"

He was just a pupil, a disciple, a guest of the Phillips household!

Just because Master Phillips treated Pablo like a son, how could he surpass Master Phillips' own son and take all the glory from him?

He wasn't even from the Phillips family! He was just a disciple!

Pablo let out a chuckle of fury, before returning to his previous calmness. The ten-year fire had long burned all his rage away, turning it into deep hatred.

"Am I to blame for his incompetence?" Pablo laughed mockingly, his tone careless.

"Master, let me ask you this. Have I ever used the Phillips name even once on my way to becoming head minister?"

Master Phillips wanted to say yes. Of course he did! How could he, a mere farmer, gain such power if not for the Phillips family giving him a helping hand?

Yet his mouth moved several times, and not a word came out.

No one knew who Pablo was after he rose to fame overnight.

He prayed for the civilians' wellbeing, warded off evil spirits and called upon fair weather, all under a different name.

He used a different identity whenever he did something good. He had never dragged the Phillips household into anything, nor had he even used them.