799 Your Life is Miserable

Butler Qian approached him and raised his hand with the knife. He then cut off the ropes that bounded Old Lu's hand.

Old Lu had no fear for this man. The man's grudge was for him, not to Lu Yin Ze or any of the heirs and heiress. He looked up boldly while feeling his wrist.

"So? Is getting your fingers cut by your Master is the price for you? Do you think you will get your justice by raising a demon?"

"No. I've paid more than that. And I haven't gotten justice yet. Not until I see you bleed." Without any hesitation, Butler Qian slashed Old Lu's throat.

Lu Yin Ze: !!!

It was so fast that Lu Yin Ze only see a flash of silver from Butler Qian's hand. When Old Lu reached for his throat and blood was coming out between his fingers, Lu Yin Ze had just realized what happened.

'No, grandpa!'

Lu Yin Ze struggled, "Hmmph!"

Blood splattered. Old Lu suddenly felt the impending death. He could feel his blood gushing out from his neck.