Cui Hong knelt on the ground, his gaze fixated on the gleaming blade before him, his pupils shrinking in fear, his face filled with dread.
Cut off two of his own fingers?
If he were to lose two fingers, how would he ever face the world again?
"Do you want me to do it for you?" Lafayette said coldly.
Due to Cui Hong's confrontation with the Zhao family, they retaliated and destroyed much of his business.
Everything was Cui Hong's fault!
Lafayette stared at him, his eyes filled with surging murderous intent and fury.
This worthless creature not only caused damage to his business but also embezzled his money in secret. Such treachery and personal gain were unforgivable sins.
If it weren't for Cui Hong being his distant relative, Lafayette would have gladly slaughtered him with a single stroke.
"Lafayette, I truly repent. Please, give me a chance to make amends," Cui Hong pleaded in fear while kneeling on the ground.