"Are all of you willing to lend a hand and carry them to your Zhang Clan’s Audience Hall?" Duan Ling Tian looked at the Zhang Clan guards and spoke slowly.
The Zhang Clan guards went pale in expression when they heard this, and all of them looked at each other, yet no one dared agree.
"Young Master Ling Tian, don’t make it difficult for us." In next to no time, a Zhang Clan guard laughed bitterly. "They’re subordinates of the Madam. You might not fear the Madam, but we do."
"Yeah." The other Zhang Clan guards nodded hurriedly.
Duan Ling Tian’s brows raised and wasn’t surprised, and he continued. "Then go notify the Eldest Young Master for me and ask him to head to the Audience Hall. This ought to not be a problem, right?"
"This is not a problem." The Zhang Clan guards hurriedly replied.
Subsequently, Duan Ling Tian took the lead to drag the three corpses into the Zhang Clan Estate, and he dragged out a long stain of blood that headed directly to the Zhang Clan Audience Hall.
