"We've got them under control, but who can guarantee they won't be fearless even when they're barefoot?"
Eddie feared that they would struggle one last time before they died.
Gu Yibei looked in the direction Ji Zhinan had left: "There are some things she wants to ask herself."
"What?" Eddie didn't understand what he meant.
Gu Yibei quickly looked away: "She will protect herself."
………
Mrs. Hermann first led Ji Zhinan to the master bedroom.
She placed her hands in front of her and maintained a 45-degree bow, looking just like a servant.
“This is my son’s and his wife’s room. Although the clan chief released us back then, he did not give us freedom. Our family has always lived in this house, and even after my son and his wife got married, they cannot move out.”
Mrs. Hermann had always known that they were being watched by the Warrens family.
Like prisoners, they have enough freedom to go out at will and not return home at night.
They weren't prisoners, but they were monitored wherever they went.
Ji Zhinan took a quick look around; the room wasn't big, but it was fairly tidy.
After wandering around for a while, Ji Zhinan followed Mrs. Herman to the next room.
"This is my room, there's nothing to see here."
Ji Zhinan glanced at her and walked straight in.
Mrs. Hermann stood at the door, silently closing it behind her. Her blue eyes were red from crying, and she looked at Ji Zhinan's back with intense hatred in them.
This hatred had been buried deep in her heart for twenty years. Twenty years ago, her husband was ruthlessly hunted down by Ling Yinwuluns. She and her son were like stray dogs. She, who lived in a high-class house, was thrown into this wretched place. She and her son were monitored for so many years, and they could never regain their freedom until their deaths.
Over the years, she and her son have suffered extreme mental torment; she is in pain and she is in despair.
All of this stems from the harm done to them, mother and son, by the Warrens family and Ling Yin Warrens!
Let them die! They're already living a life worse than death anyway, so we might as well die together!
Even if she dies, she will drag Ling Yin's daughter down to hell with her!
Filled with rage, Mrs. Hermann felt she was going mad; perhaps death truly was the best relief.
She clenched her hands, intending to step forward and ambush Ji Zhinan.
A young girl must have been spoiled rotten by Ling Yin and Warrens; she's definitely not as strong as this woman who's done so much hard labor over the years.
Mrs. Hermann was already plotting how to strangle Ji Zhinan...
"I thought you were a smart person, but you have disappointed me greatly."
Mrs. Hermann had only taken one step when Ji Zhinan, who was in front of her, suddenly spoke up.
She grabbed the pen Mrs. Hermann was using to write letters from her desk and threw it behind her.
"Thump—"
Mrs. Hermann felt a gust of wind brush past her ear, her golden hair fluttering up and then falling back down, but she stood there motionless as if frozen in place, her body stiff as a board.
She stared into those blue eyes, but now there was no hatred in them, only a stunned silence filled with fear.
The pen hit the door and fell directly to her feet. Just millimeters behind Mrs. Hermann's ear, a small hole was left in the door, the mark left by the pen tip flying over and hitting the door.
Mrs. Hermann was thankful that the pen was still a few millimeters from her ear, otherwise she would never be sitting here intact.
For this reason, Mrs. Hermann no longer dared to underestimate Miss Warrens.
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