Jing Min lazily raised his eyes, his thin lips slightly moving.
"You released my cheating scandal, and you think we have no grudge against each other?"
That short sentence was like a cold blade piercing Chu Han's heart.
He was struck dumb, his lips trembling.
"It's...it's you?"
He then hurriedly offered excuses, his voice a mixture of fear and defense.
"I...I didn't know that the man Chu Wuyang was secretly meeting was you...Ugh—!"
Before he could finish speaking, a heavy kick like a hammer slammed down from behind. The bodyguard growled coldly.
Watch your language!
Chu Han felt a sweet taste in his throat from the kick, and a mouthful of blood splattered onto the carpet, a shockingly red sight.
He was panting, still trying to struggle in his death throes.
"Master Jin...you are unaware of the truth. That vile woman, Chu Wuyang, has a very messy private life and has been involved with many men...you cannot be deceived by her..."
"Crack—!!!"
The sound of bones shattering was clear and piercing.
Jing Min stood up, his long legs striding over the sofa, and placed his black leather shoes directly on Chu Han's back, the force so steady it sent chills down one's spine.
His voice was low and cold, as if a chilling tide was pressing down.
“If I hear another swear word from your lips… it won’t just be a matter of your Chu family being kicked out of the chiefdom.”
"There's no need to spare your life,"
Chu Han lay sprawled on the ground, his vision blurred, his chest felt as if it had been crushed, and he could only whimper intermittently, unable to even beg for mercy.
Jing Min looked at him like he was looking at a stray dog covered in mud, his eyes full of disgust, and he indifferently looked away.
Just then,
Hurried footsteps came from the doorway, their footsteps on the thick carpet sounding urgent.
The newcomer concealed their presence, cautiously approached, and reported in a low voice.
“Mr. Jing, someone… is slandering Miss Chu.”
In that instant, Jing Min's pupils constricted sharply, a cold light flashing like a blade.
"What happened?"
Forced by that sharp gaze, the bodyguard's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously took a half step back, but still forced himself to recount what had happened in a low voice.
Before he could finish speaking,
Jing Min's face darkened completely, and he strode straight towards the door.
Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, as if he had remembered something, and slowly turned around.
His gaze returned to the dying figure on the ground.
"Cut off his arms!"
The air suddenly turned bone-chillingly cold.
Chu Han's eyes widened suddenly, his consciousness abruptly pulled back by fear, and he let out a hoarse sob, shaking his head desperately.
Jing Min approached slowly, his voice like an icy knife slicing through the ear.
"Your woman hurt my wife."
He paused, his gaze fixed on Chu Han's face like a nail.
“I don’t have a habit of hitting women… but she’s not going to live. Before that, use your arms to pay off some interest.”
The carpet absorbed Chu Han's screams, leaving only the stench of blood in the private room.
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