The look on William's face immediately changed.
"Young master, he's just messing around and trying to mislead the public," William said coldly. "This kind of person trying to change the topic is just trying to be a interspatial dish!"
Nangong Yen instantly raised his eyes and looked at Mitchell.
"Then what about housekeeper William? He doesn't dare to do that anymore?" said Tom.
"Don't be sophistry..."
Without saying a word, Mitchell suddenly knelt down on one knee and picked up the short knife on the carpet.
A cold light flashed.
A hand raised and the saber fel!!
"Uh-huh
Mitchell's face was distorted in pain and instantly turned as white as a piece of lime.
He cut off his pinky.
Billows of blood flowed out, seeping down on the heavy carpet again. The air was full of the smell of blood!
"You!" William's eyes went wide.
