Uncle Leng had an ugly look on his face and started to attack.
"Uncle Leng." At this moment Shen Yiwei walked out of the tent.
Uncle Leng stopped when he saw someone coming out: "Master, this girl needs to be disciplined."
If she marries a young master in the future, she still needs to be disciplined to prevent her from being unruly.
Shen Yiwei glanced at Zhang Xingrong and smiled: "Uncle Leng doesn't have any young masters or young ladies now, so naturally there is no need to discipline them."
It's just that Uncle Leng's mindset has always been like this, always living in the past, unwilling to let go. In fact, he didn't think of Uncle Leng as a servant. His previous identity had long been buried in the past, and no one wanted to be a servant, and he didn't necessarily want to cling to it.
"Young master, you can't do that. If you want to live with her for a long time in the future, you should teach her a lesson," Uncle Leng suggested.
Shen Yiwei was helpless: "I'll do it myself."
Uncle Leng is very difficult to convince. He always insists on some illusory things and is very stubborn.
"Yes, young master." Uncle Leng stepped back after hearing him say that.
Zhang Xingrong looked at the two people in front of her with a sense of sarcasm. She found them ridiculous. "Young Master"? Absurd. What era was this? Did they want to go back to feudal society? They still wanted to discipline her using feudal methods? Were they crazy?
"Zhang Xinglian is not dead." Shen Yiwei then untied his gloves and looked at the girl opposite with a sarcastic face. He was not angry, "She is still very lucky."
It is indeed very big. The old saying is true: good people don’t live long, but evildoers last a thousand years. It’s like a cockroach that can’t be killed even if you slap it!
"Let's go, go back. When she wakes up, I will let her come to see you." Shen Yiwei said.
This time Zhang Xingrong did not struggle, but turned and walked into the cave.
She couldn't beat Shen Yiwei, so she would find another opportunity. Moreover, she couldn't let Zhang Xinglian wake up like this!
Shen Yiwei didn't expect that she didn't resist and went back to the cave on her own. She glanced at the rope and the corners of her mouth curled up. He didn't follow in, but only straightened his clothes. He had just come out of surgery and needed to wash it off.
"Uncle Leng, what's the situation?"
Uncle Leng came up respectfully to report: "The message has been delivered. That brat from the Lu family is looking for us. They're already here, and we're ready. If he steps into the trap, there's no way back!"
Shen Yiwei took off his white coat, turned around and looked at the scenery outside, and after a while he said, “What a beautiful view, what a pity.”
Uncle Leng also turned his head to take a look and smiled: "The beautiful scenery will grow again next year."
"That's right." Shen Yiwei chuckled, "Everything is finally coming to an end."
"Yeah, I can't wait to see that old man from the Lu family in agony!" Uncle Leng snorted, "It was he who gave the order that led to the tragedy of our Shen family!"
If they had been quicker, perhaps these tragedies wouldn't have happened, perhaps they wouldn't have died, perhaps the young master wouldn't have ended up like this. The young master hasn't been truly happy in all these years. It's been almost thirty years, and the young master has grown from a little kid to an adult. He's suffered so much over these years. A person burdened with hatred, day in and day out, thinking about revenge.
How can you be happy like this?
Fortunately, all this is almost over, and once it is done, they can leave directly.
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