Thinking of this, Murong Yin threw away the whip in her hand, straightened her back, and spoke loudly: "The third young lady made rude remarks today, and also tried to ruin my appearance. Her evil intentions are unimaginable! As the eldest sister, it is my duty to educate the younger sister!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the dissatisfied person, and his dark eyes flashed: "But I've said something ugly before. If I let you hear some bad remarks in the future, I won't be able to get rid of it with just a whip! If there are people who are not afraid of death, even if

Come try it!”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. The purple figure gradually faded away, leaving only a group of slaves looking at each other.

I don't know how long it took before two or three slaves came forward and carried Murong Fei back, who was covered in whip wounds.

The journey was uneventful and she returned to Haitang Courtyard. As soon as she entered the door, she found a sneaky figure trying to enter her house.

"What are you doing?"

A cold and calm voice frightened the man into thinking, and he turned around hastily, his face turning pale.

Murong Yin narrowed her eyes, her voice was slightly cold, and asked again: "Aster, what are you doing?"

After seeing who it was, the person called Aster calmly exhaled, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

I don't notice any difference in Murong Yin today.

"Trash, why are you running around here again? It makes us exhausted every time we go out to look for you? This time, the old master sent everyone in the family out! Let me tell you, you are a trash who knows nothing.

It’s better not to cause trouble to others!”

As Zi Yuan spoke, she quickly walked towards the person at the door, pulled hard and stretched out her claws, wanting to strangle Murong Yin.

Murong Yin lowered her eyelids to cover the murderous look in her eyes, grabbed the evil claw, and gave it a hard break.

"Ouch——! Ah ah ah ah ah, it hurts! Let go of the waste!"

Zi Yuan screamed and stared at Murong Yin angrily.

"Oh, let go? Since this paw is so restless, don't take it anymore!"

"I have no respect for you, and Haitang Court cannot afford to use the servants below!"

Murong Yin sneered, grabbed her arm, tugged and pulled her fingers, and the whole arm hung limply on Zi Wan's body!

"Ah ah ah! Trash, I'll kill you!" Zi Wan lost her mind in pain, raised her intact arm and grabbed Murong Yin.

The sinister gaze met those cold eyes, and all movements stopped for an instant.

Slowly, with dim and dull eyes, Zi Wan actually walked out of Haitang Courtyard and Murong Mansion step by step, without knowing where she was going.

"Huh~"

Murong Yin calmly exhaled and walked towards the house.

Sitting on the bed, with his plain white palms facing up, a scar deep enough to the bone was carved bloody on his palms.

The drooped eyelids covered the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes.

After a while, the murderous aura faded away.

Not yet, can't kill yet.

hold on.
Chapter completed!