Han Dongshan let out a chilling smile. "A courtyard with four entrances? This location is quite good. It's dry and the air is so dry, a single fire can burn it all clean!"
The confidant didn't even dare to raise his head, and only asked cautiously: "Master, do you mean... to set fire?"
Han Dongshan smiled contentedly, "I can't think of a more suitable way for them to die. Find someone to do it. Be clean, and remember to burn them alive! Don't leave any of them alive."
The confidant broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. Burning alive means burning the person alive first, not killing him and then cremating the body.
"I understand." The confidant lowered his head and retreated.
When Han Dongshan was the only one left in the study, he suddenly burst into laughter. This laughter sent a chill down his spine to the few followers waiting outside the study.
On this day, Old Master Han was in a very good mood and had an extra bowl of rice for dinner than usual.
Han You, who was eating in his grandmother's room, saw that his grandfather was in a good mood, so he asked cautiously, "Grandfather, can I bring some food to see my brother? I heard he's sick. Can I ask a doctor to come into the house?"
Old Mrs. Han glanced at Old Mr. Han. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were filled with worry.
Jiang, who was standing behind Old Lady Han serving dishes, calmly scooped a spoonful of tofu into Old Lady Han's plate.
Old Master Han's face turned cold and he looked at Han You: "Who told you that your brother is sick?"
Han You trembled with fear. He almost fell off his chair. With red eyes, he said, "I...I...I heard it from the people guarding outside when I was looking for my brother."
Old Master Han snorted coldly, put down the chopsticks in his hand and walked away.
Tears welled up in Han You's eyes. Old Mrs. Han sighed softly, hugged Han You in her arms, patted her back and comforted her, "Don't cry, your grandfather doesn't mean to scold you."
Jiang looked at Han You who was crying out of breath, then looked at the direction where Old Man Han left, and couldn't help but think about something.
At three o'clock in the morning, Old Master Han got up. Old Madam Han was startled awake and stood up, wondering, "Master?"
Old Master Han said calmly, "I have to go out for something." After that, he tied up his outer robe and left.
After Old Master Han came out of his courtyard, he saw his confidant waiting at the door. He walked up to him and asked, "How are the preparations going?"
The confidant bowed his head and said, "Everything is ready. We are just waiting for the right time to start. Master, you should wait for the news in the mansion."
Han Dongshan laughed: "At this time, I must see them burned to ashes with my own eyes. That would be fun."
Han Dongshan stepped out of the door, and his confidant followed with his head down.
In order to avoid being hit, Han Dongshan got on a carriage. The carriage drove out of the Han family and slowly headed south of Baihe Town.
Han Dongshan sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, a comfortable smile on his face. His long-cherished wish was about to come true today, and Han Dongshan felt needless to say how happy he was.
Along the way, he couldn't help but recall the time when he saw his loved ones lying in a pool of blood. The hatred in his heart would be washed away by a fire tonight.
Just as Han Dongshan was thinking about the tragic deaths of the Ren family, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Han Dongshan couldn't help but frown. Judging from the distance, they should not have arrived yet.
He called out his confidant's name, but no one answered. Han Dongshan thought something was wrong and opened the carriage curtain.
However, he saw that his carriage was parked in a remote alley. A cold crescent moon hung in the sky, barely illuminating the road ahead. A tall figure was standing in front of his carriage, blocking the road. The dim light made it difficult to see his facial features, but Han Dongshan recognized the man at a glance.
Han Dongshan narrowed his eyes slightly and jumped off the carriage. His fierce eyes fixed on the familiar figure in front of him: "Who allowed you to come out? Get out of the way!"
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