If Master Wants Them Dead, They Will Die

"Second Young Master, it's all my fault. It has nothing to do with Uncle Qiang." Zhan Hui's fair hand was covered in bright red blood. Her expression did not change at all as she stared at the man in front of her who seemed to be watching a show.

Zhan Jingtian scoffed, his tone light and unreadable. "Are you saying I was wrong?"

It was true that Zhan Qiang wanted to save Zhan Hui, but it was wrong that he had trampled on the dignity and authority of the Zhan family to save her.

"Zhan Hui! Shut up!"

Zhan Qiang could tell that Zhan Jingtian was already furious and could not help but stop her. He had worked for Zhan Jingtian for many years, and no one knew him better than he did.

At this moment, although Zhan Jingtian was smiling, his eyes were already filled with killing intent. He did not believe that Zhan Qiang, who was also the leader of the Shadow Department, could not tell. This girl was still too inexperienced and too naive. Her temper was also as stubborn as a donkey!

Since Zhan Jingtian had said that he would punish him, he would definitely not let him off.

Zhan Hui ignored Zhan Qiang's words and stared pleadingly at Zhan Jingtian.

Zhan Jingtian slowly walked up to the two leaders of the Zhan Family Shadow Department. Although only his lower body was wrapped in a towel, his steps were as elegant as if he was wearing a high-end gown.

His eyes were cold as he said impatiently, "Ah Hui, I think you've almost forgotten the rules of the Zhan family! It's not your place to interfere in my punishment of my subordinates!"

Zhan Jingtian raised his foot and kicked her hard in the chest, pushing her aside.

"I think all of you are tired of living!" Zhan Jingtian's tone was filled with killing intent. "Get lost! I'll deal with you later. If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"

Zhan Hui collapsed in a corner, not daring to speak. Her breathing was shallow.

"Zhan Qiang! What are you waiting for?!"

No one stopped the dagger as it was pressed straight into the flesh, a full five centimeters of the blade into the thigh.

The blood ran down Zhan Qiang's thigh, staining the carpet red.

"Tsk." Zhan Jingtian frowned at the blood-stained floor unhappily. "Hurry up and clean the carpet."

"As you command."

Zhan Qiang's tone was calm, as if the leg with a dagger stuck in it was not his.

"Get out!"

"Yessir!"

Zhan Qiang straightened up and glanced imperceptibly towards the corner. He stole a glance at Zhan Hui, who was slumped in the corner.

Zhan Hui's eyes were blank. There was no light at all.

It was true that she had made a huge mistake, but she had also contradicted the Second Young Master tonight. Now, she could not escape death.

After Zhan Qiang left, Zhan Jingtian walked up to Zhan Hui. He was wearing a pair of comfortable slippers. He casually stepped on Zhan Hui's face and crushed it a few times, as if he was crushing a lowly ant.

"Ah Hui, no matter what your abilities and position in the Shadow Department, you will always be nothing more than a servant of the Zhans. Since you are a servant, your only recrimination is to do as you are told, and if your master tells you to die. You will die as you are told, understand?"

"Ah Hui will take note!"

Zhan Hui's face was deformed by Zhan Jingtian's stomp. She tried to force a sound out of her mouth.

She slowly raised her eyes to the man in front of her. He was wearing only a towel. She didn't dare let her eyes wander. She stared up at him deferentially, as if she were looking at a god from hell who held the power of life and death.

Zhan Jinghong was the master of everyone in the Shadow Department, and Zhan Jingtian was a ferocious executioner. The lives of hundreds of people in the Shadow Department were in the hands of these two people.

Thinking of Zhan Jingtian's methods of punishing people, Zhan Hui's body couldn't help but tremble, and her breathing became a little irregular.

Zhan Jingtian smiled and said calmly, "I think you're about to forget your identity. I'm afraid you'll have to learn a lesson."

"As you wish, Second Young Master." Zhan Hui bowed respectfully and did not resist.

The men in the Shadow Department were the Zhans' knives. They didn't know who they were or what they meant to be in the world. The only thing they knew was that they listened to the Zhans.

Whether their master wanted them to kill their enemies, their comrades-in-arms, or themselves, they would not disobey their master's orders.

Zhan Jingtian calmly moved his foot away from the other party's face. There was no emotion in his eyes.

"Leave the Zhong family's matters to the others in the Shadow Department. Go to the ancestral hall and receive your punishment. If you can crawl out alive, I'll let you off."

"As you command!"

Zhan Hui stood up shakily. The pain in her body made it impossible for her to straighten up. She could only arch her body and move downstairs.