Barret clearly didn't take Master Dawnshade seriously. He stood up, crushed the peachwood beads on the floor, and sneered, "People like you only help the wicked do evil. Let me tell you, you can’t save him. I will make sure he comes down to keep me company!"
The housekeeper was trembling in fear. "M-Master, the young master, he..."
"The time hasn’t come yet. It can’t hurt anyone for now."
In this world, everything has its cause and effect. Even if one seeks revenge, it must happen at the exact right moment.
Master Dawnshade glanced at the housekeeper. "The plan has changed. Tell Mr. Crawford to get Mr. Fisher here as soon as possible!"
If Mr. Fisher didn’t come, Master Dawnshade wasn’t sure he could save Young Master Crawford’s life.
He had already prepared everything, but now someon
