Speak Nicely

"Master!"

"Big Brother, speak nicely! Put down the gun." Ye Tingyun was so scared that his soul was almost leaving his body.

Can't you discuss things properly!!!

Can you?!?!?!

Butler Luther stood up. "Master, don't threaten me!"

"Three…"

"Two."

"One!"

Luther still remained silent. Zhong Ran said, "Luther, what do you know? Hurry, tell Master. Don't hide it any longer. Do you want to pick up his corpse?"

He is really crazy. Don't speak logic with a maniac, can you?

"Remember to cremate my body with Shen Qianshu's!"

Ye Ling was just about to pull the trigger when Luther suddenly grabbed his wrist. "Master, Meng Qi's in there!"

The atmosphere was really tense.

Ye Ling's finger relaxed slowly, but they never released from the trigger. Zhong Ran was really anxious. "Meng Qi's in there? What do you mean?"

Meng Qi was Luther's adopted son.