Thinking of this, Huayu Ting's initially wavering heart became firm once again, and his gaze grew even colder.
"Brother, did you know," Huayu Ting said unhurriedly, "ever since Yun Er was tortured to death by Father, I swore I would never let such a tragedy happen again. To prevent such tragedies, I must artificially create some tragedies and kill those who are against me..."
"So far, I've already killed Father and Huayu Rong. If not for foreign pleas, even Huayu Ling would have to die, not to mention a large number of servants involved in these incidents. As for you, Brother, you are at the top of my list. If I don't kill you, I cannot sleep or rest peacefully."
Huayu Xuan finally broke down; he knew that he wouldn't escape death today. Huayu Ting would never let him go.
So he finally cried out in despair, wailing loudly, "Someone, please !!"
"No need to call," Huayu Ting said flatly, "they won't come back, or rather, they can no longer come back..."
