Treating Human Lives Like Weed

Gu Zheng's tone sounded gentle, but the words he said made one feel fear.

Madam Tan looked at the demonic man in front of her. Her teeth could not help but chatter. What did he say he wanted to do?

Tan Yu was the young master of the Brook family. Although he was sick and his brain was damaged, and the head of the family did not like him very much, he still had his identity. Since he was young, he got whatever he wanted. He only wanted a woman now. Moreover, he had yet to succeed, yet Gu Zheng wanted one of his hands?

Before Madam Tan could say anything, Tan Yu laughed arrogantly. "You want my hand? I'm the young master of the Brook family. If you dare to hurt me, you'll have to bear the anger of the Brook family. I'm sitting here. If you have the ability, come and take my hand!"

A strong sense of fear swept through Madam Tan's body. "Lil' Yu, don't…"

Before he could finish, Gu Zheng sneered. "Since Young Master Tan has said so, I'll oblige."