In the shadows, Yao Lao walked out trembling with fear.
Seeing Yao Lao unharmed, Ning Shenhua and his brother were infuriated.
"You old thing, you've hidden yourself quite well."
Ning Shenhua cursed loudly.
"Gr...Great Young Master, as you know, this old one lacks fighting ability, I only practice alchemy."
Yao Lao whispered.
"Enough, stop the nonsense, Old Yao, go and castrate Ning Shenhua, there's a knife on the ground."
Long Chen said indifferently.
"This..."
Yao Lao was somewhat afraid.
"Don't force me to do it myself; if I do it myself, all three of you will die."
Long Chen spoke sternly.
He was not joking—if Yao Lao continued to dawdle, he really would kill someone.
Yao Lao was startled and hurriedly picked up a knife from the ground. Despite trembling, he mustered the courage to say to Ning Shenhua, "Great Young Master, I...I am affronting you, please lie down properly."
"You..."
Ning Shenhua's face turned red with anger, gritting his teeth.
