"continue!"
Wan Zhuliu above took a sip of his teacup slowly and said lightly.
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Luozhou, royal palace.
A young man with a stern face was standing in the middle of the courtyard.
He was dressed in a black brocade robe embroidered with dark patterns and a jade-studded belt around his waist. He had an upright posture and cold eyes, revealing an air of majesty.
Behind him, a group of subordinates half-knelt on the ground trembling with fear.
He simply turned around slightly, glanced at everyone, and shouted sternly, "You bunch of losers! You can't even do this little thing. You've completely disgraced me!"
His voice was as cold as ice, making everyone shudder.
"Master, we were mainly worried about alerting them, so we didn't follow closely enough. We saw them follow Wan Zhuliu into a dead end alley, so we waited outside, and then all three of them disappeared!"
"Useless! Wan Zhuliu is a master in the late stage of Condensation Realm. How could he not have discovered you?
None of the tasks I've assigned to you recently have been completed to my satisfaction!" The young master's face grew increasingly gloomy.
At this moment, a maid came from the back with a bowl of soup. "Don't be angry, Master Chen. Anger makes you age faster, and it will affect your beautiful face!"
Hearing this, the coldness on the young master's face disappeared completely, "Yiyi is right, it's not worth getting angry over these losers!"
After taking a mouthful of the soup the maid fed him, he let out a heavy sigh, "If this happens again, don't blame me for being merciless!"
"There are still three members of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in Luozhou. Bring them all back to me!"
The subordinates lowered their heads, not daring to speak, with beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads.
Wang Yichen snorted coldly, turned around and left.
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