Chapter 50 Poisoning



Yang Shaojun frowned and stood up immediately: "You did something to hurt my second sister, so I'm here to settle the score with you!"

"Today, either you kill me or give me a way to cure my second sister!"

Yang Xinwan rolled her eyes. Bai Zhu and Yang Qingyuan, the two bad-hearted people, did not come in person, but asked Yang Shaojun to do it instead.

Yang Shaojun seldom returned home, so naturally he rarely had any conflicts with the original owner.

But now he came to cause trouble for her, it must be instructed.

Yang Xinwan looked at Yun Xuanting.

The meaning of that look was very clear, it was asking Yun Xuanting to deal with Yang Shaojun.

Yun Xuanting understood immediately. He walked up to Yang Shaojun and asked curiously, "Your second sister's face is incurable, so do you want to be beaten to death?"

Although Yang Shaojun knew that Yun Xuanting was just a servant, the height difference between Yun Xuanting and Yang Shaojun was too big. In addition, Yun Xuanting exuded a cold aura that oppressed people, which made Yang Shaojun feel more pressured.

He took two steps back and pointed at Yun Xuanting, wanting to get angry, but Yun Xuanting still looked at him with cold eyes, which made him feel scared.

"If you have the guts, beat me to death today!" Yang Shaojun said gritting his teeth.

Yun Xuanting reached out and lifted up Yang Shaojun by the back of his collar, carrying him out.

Yang Shaojun kicked his legs and struggled unconvinced. No one dared to bully him outside, let alone inside the mansion!

Yun Xuanting is definitely the number one!

"Let me go! Let me go!" Yang Shaojun struggled unconvinced. He had to complete his mission today!

Otherwise, Baizhu will stop giving him pocket money!

If he has no money to go out and have fun, then what’s the difference between him and being dead?

Seeing that the archway was about to arrive, Yun Xuanting only needed to throw him out and he would be thrown out of the yard.

Yang Shaojun was determined and shouted, "If you have the guts, come and fight me. If you beat me, I will leave!"

Yun Xuanting paused slightly. There was a huge difference in strength between the two of them, but did Yang Shaojun have the courage to do this?

Yun Xuanting curled his lips, and his eyes seemed to ask Yang Shaojun whether he was joking.

Yang Shaojun hastily assured: "I keep my word, and my word is as good as gold!"

Yun Xuanting immediately let go of his hand, and Yang Shaojun, whose legs were originally dangling in the air, was thrown to the ground. He was unsteady on his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Yun Xuanting curled his lips and asked, "How do we compare?"

"Fighting! How else can we compare?" Yang Shaojun raised his chin high and said proudly.

Yun Xuanting nodded without hesitation: "Okay, come on."

He put one hand behind his back, obviously wanting to give Yang Shaojun an arm.

Yang Shaojun had no objection and rushed directly towards Yun Xuanting.

But when Yang Shaojun was about to approach Yun Xuanting, Yun Xuanting held down his head. With his short legs and arms, he could not perform any moves in front of Yun Xuanting.

Yun Xuanting exerted a little force and Yang Shaojun fell to the ground.

His expression changed slightly in pain, and his eyes became increasingly fierce as he looked at Yun Xuanting.

"You are just a servant in the mansion. How dare you really attack this young master? You are finished!"

After roaring angrily, Yang Shaojun climbed up without caring about the pain in his body, but a dagger slipped out from his sleeve.

When Yun Xuanting pressed his head again, a cold look flashed in Yang Shaojun's eyes, and he slashed the dagger directly towards Yun Xuanting.

Yun Xuanting quickly withdrew his hand, but his skin was still scratched.

Yang Shaojun immediately said with a smug look on his face: "The rules don't say that weapons are not allowed! So what do you think? Do you still want to compete?"

Yun Xuanting took a look at his palm and the color of the blood was obviously wrong. The dagger was poisonous!

Yun Xuanting turned his head to look at Yang Shaojun, and the coldness around him became even more intense.

"What kind of poison did you give me?" Yun Xuanting asked.

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