Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

The audience from Dragon Country watched the live broadcast in disbelief.

That was it? Just a few sentences and the problem was solved?

[Yun Zhenyue’s gift of gab is getting stronger.]

[It felt like watching someone catch a Pocket Monster.]

[That was so dangerous. Good thing she made it in time, or they all would have died.]

[Just this one kid could single-handedly destroy an SSS-level instance. It’s hard to imagine how Gu Yuan’s orphanage has stayed open this long. He must be living through hell.]

[Scary. I thought this kid was the weakest one, but his power is just insane.]

[I wouldn’t be so sure. We haven’t seen the other kids use their powers yet.]

...

At that moment, as Sam watched Yun Zhenyue bring Kuku back, his face turned pale.

Only then did he realize. ’So it was all this little brat’s doing?’

Then he saw Bonnie trembling off to the side, and a bad feeling crept over him.

’Could it be that the reason this brat started crying had something to do with my order?’

’If Father finds out about this, I’ll definitely be punished!’

"Butler!"

Sam channeled his unease into anger, turning to the Blood Race butler.

"Look what you’ve done! It’s all your fault for letting them in! I told you this group was up to no good!"

"How long has it been? They’ve already destroyed half the manor, and even my bedroom is about to collapse! If we keep sheltering them, I’ll probably end up dead at their hands!"

"I am now ordering you, as the son of the Marquis, to get rid of them immediately!"

Hearing this, the Blood Race butler was speechless.

He had already gotten the full story from Bonnie.

’Wasn’t it this foolish young master who fanned the flames and caused all this?’ 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

’Besides, you saw it yourself. Any one of these children could easily destroy the manor!’

’How could we have the guts to kick them out?’

"Young Master... please go to bed for now."

"We will discuss all of this when the Marquis returns."

The Blood Race butler left him with only that one cold sentence.

He then turned his gaze toward Yun Zhenyue and the others.

Not only did he not blame the anxious-looking Kuku, but he actually took the initiative to comfort him, saying he didn’t need to take responsibility for what happened.

As Sam watched the butler and the others walk away, his face was a picture of astonishment.

He couldn’t believe it. The butler, who had always obeyed his every command, had actually dared to defy him!

And he was being so much nicer to Loli!

All of this made Sam feel both panicked and furious!

’Am I not the young master of this manor?!’

’Why have things become like this?’

Like a small child whose toy had been taken away.

His jealousy toward Loli burned hotter and hotter, consuming his heart in flames!

...

Night fell once again. Sam lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Staring at the repaired wall, he felt immense dissatisfaction toward that child named Kuku.

To put it simply, he refused to accept it!

He didn’t really care that the manor had been damaged; it was his father’s property, after all.

But that one crying fit from Kuku! It had made all the maids in the manor become incredibly gentle toward the child.

His father had previously expressed disapproval, saying Sam was too playful and couldn’t even take care of his own daily life.

Sam had wanted to find someone to clean his bedroom before his father returned.

But he couldn’t find a single maid!

The maids who had always been so gentle and obedient were now avoiding him.

Sam was furious.

He smashed everything in his bedroom, not even sparing his own collectibles!

But even this didn’t dispel the irritation in his heart. Instead, it grew even more intense!

"Damn it!"

His eyes bloodshot, Sam sat up.

He picked up a short knife from the floor.

He decided he would change everything with his own hands!

’The butler refuses to kick them out?’

’Fine, I’ll do it myself!’

’First, I’ll slaughter that little brat named Kuku!’

Sam slipped into the darkness, tiptoeing to the outside of Kuku’s bedroom.

CREAK~ He gently pushed the door open.

He could see the little brat sleeping.

As if feeling insecure, Kuku was curled up in the corner of the large bed.

Sam’s heart pounded in his chest.

He made no sound as he approached the bed and tightened his grip on the knife.

The blade was seven inches long. Its edge glinted with a cold, blood-red light, as sinister as shattered moonlight. Dark brown patterns snaked along the spine of the blade, emanating a bizarre aura.

This short knife was a gift from his father.

A Calamity Star Ghost Artifact!

It was perfect for a sneak attack!

As long as it pierced the victim’s body, the knife would instantly absorb their yin energy, guaranteeing they couldn’t make a single sound!

"You’re the first. Now die!"

Just as Sam raised the knife high, aiming for the boy’s neck to end Kuku’s life—

Suddenly—BANG!!!

A powerful hand suddenly seized his wrist!

Sam felt an immense force clamp down on the meridians of his right arm. The knife was just centimeters from Kuku’s neck, but he couldn’t push it down no matter how hard he tried!

Excruciating pain shot through his wrist, as if it were about to be crushed!

In that instant, Sam saw a pair of eyes filled with malice.

Blood-red pupils, hidden in the endless darkness.

They seemed to bear all the negative emotions of this world.

He didn’t know what words to use to describe them. Vicious, bloodthirsty, savage, cruel...

With just a single glance, Sam felt his back become drenched in a cold sweat.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on his pale cheeks. His nostrils flared rapidly, but he couldn’t make a sound.

’He’s covered in shackles, yet he can unleash such power?’

’What kind of monster is this?’

’Is... is he also one of the orphanage kids?’

Sam had only seen him once.

After that, he had vanished without a trace. Sam had assumed he’d gone back early.

’Why is he hiding here?’

’He saw everything I just did!’

DRIP... In a daze, Sam felt a warmth spreading through his pants, but he had no time to worry about it.

Because he could sense that this monster wanted to kill him!

The kind that wouldn’t hold back at all!

He was different from the other orphanage kids!

It was as if a rampaging killing machine had just been activated!

’I’m going to die! I’m definitely going to die!’

"Let go!"

Sam’s eyes were wide with fury as he tried to break free from the monster’s grasp.

But just then, his entire body was flung through the air!

BOOM!!!

Like one of his own pathetic toys, Sam was mercilessly smashed against the wall. The entire wall instantly exploded, sending a shower of shattered rock everywhere!

Sam screamed as he fell from the second floor!

He crashed heavily onto the ground.

—PTAH!!

Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, every bone in his body shattered.

Pain clung to him like a shadow!

Despair filled Sam’s eyes.

’Isn’t there anyone who can save me?!’

’Where’s the butler?!’

’The maids?!’

’And that gardener! Stop him, quickly!’

’Anyone will do!’

Just as Sam was scared out of his wits,

his knife slipped from his hand, clattering to the ground nearby.

The monster covered in shackles picked it up.

CLOMP~

CLOMP~

The monster’s heavy footsteps sounded to Sam like a descent into the abyss. His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and he coughed up blood as he begged in terror, "Don’t... don’t kill me! My dad’s a Marquis! If you kill me, he won’t let you get away with it!"

The blade of the knife reflected the monster’s emotionless profile.

It was as if he hadn’t heard a word.

The monster reversed his grip on the knife.

In that instant—

"—STOP!!!"

An enraged, horrified roar echoed from the distance.

But the monster didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

A restrictive light flared from the blood-red chains, as if trying to bind him, constantly constricting his power. The back of his hand looked like it was shattering, a web of red and black cracks spreading across it as blood dripped from his broken body.

These chains could restrain any ghost!

But they couldn’t restrain a monster that knew no pain!

SWOOSH!

The short knife!

Plunged toward Sam’s heart!