Dead... dead...
At this moment, the entire room was silent, only Zhao Douan's voice lingered in the air.
People stared blankly at the corpse lying on the ground, with blood gradually spreading on the floor.
"Ah." Someone instinctively gasped in shock, but was immediately silenced by a hand firmly covering their mouth.
No one dared to speak loudly, for fear of startling those above.
Grand Duke Lu's body suddenly shuddered, and he lowered his gaze. Under the table, the hands resting on his knees clenched tightly, then tighter...
The first and second sons and the others in the Lu family who were extremely dissatisfied with their grandfather for turning over half of the family fortune were silent at this moment, with a chilling cold running up their spines.
They finally understood why their grandfather was so obsequious in front of Zhao Douan.
This man truly would kill without hesitation.
The prominent owner of a rice shop in Linfeng Road was killed just like that.
