The man, who was arrogant in front of Jasmine Clark, was now truly scared shitless, continuously wailing.
"Young Master Lyle, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Young Master Lyle, please don't cripple my hands. No, please, I have elderly parents and young children, if I'm crippled, they will all starve to death..."
"Young Master Lyle, I beg you, I beg of you. No, please no. I won't dare again, I swear, I'll never dare again. If I ever harbor another crooked thought, Young Master Lyle, you can kill me."
The indifferent man didn't glance at him, completely unmoved.
The fat man, seeing no reaction, felt his heart go cold. He knelt and clung to his legs, looking up with hope, "Young Master Lyle, how about this? I'll help you deal with the Young Master. He still doesn't know you've caught me, he's not cautious of me. Young Master Lyle, let me help you take him down. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."
