The Things On Young Master's Mind

Huang Yize's lips curled up into an alluring smile. He instructed coldly, "Observe the Zuoqiu family's actions closely and transfer the firearms away secretly."

"Yes!"

At that moment, Huang Yize was sitting on the sofa in his villa. His slender finger tapped lightly, emitting a murderous aura.

Thinking about what had happened that day, Huang Yize's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. "Teach Zuoqiu Zimei a lesson."

"I understand. I will definitely accomplish the mission."

That subordinate understood that when Young Master said to teach her a lesson, it most likely meant to beat and cripple Zuoqiu Zimei, but they had to do it carefully to avoid killing her.

And since Old Master Zuoqiu was finally assassinated, they could heave a sigh of relief. They had been preparing for a long time for that day.

No matter how many bodyguards Old Master Zuoqiu arranged for, they had to kill him. It was great that there were no major problems.