"Yes." Shen Wanyin nodded this time without the slightest hesitation.
Shen Kun waved his hand irritably.
Shen Wanyin hurriedly withdrew and immediately ordered people to prepare generous gifts. At the break of dawn tomorrow, he would go and request an audience with Yang Ruxin.
Meanwhile, in a certain courtyard on the western edge of the county, a man knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
"Useless trash." Deng Da's face darkened as he directly hurled the teacup in his hand. It smashed against the kneeling man's head, instantly leaving a bloody crater with blood streaming down.
But the man dared not move. Having his skull smashed wouldn't kill him, but if he didn't let this master vent his anger, his life might truly end here.
"You can't even handle something this trivial. Keeping you is worse than raising a dog." Deng Da took a deep breath, his originally sharp features turning even more menacing.
