In private in the mansion, we are just killers you keep in captivity and servants of the Marshal's Mansion.
He also told us to obey his discipline. We argued with him outside for a few words, and he asked the guards to stop us. He also said that after you finish your lecture, you will teach us a lesson and teach us the rules of the Marshal's Mansion.
Marshal, tell me, who has the final say on the rules of the Marshal's Mansion?"
"How dare you!" Murong Qingyu said these two words in a low voice, but with great majesty.
Now he finally understood what Murong Xiao meant.
He was probably spoiled by his beloved son and had long regarded himself as the master. So after being taught a lesson by Zhao Hai, he felt unhappy and came to him for support.
He admired Murong Xiao's appearance, martial arts, methods, and cruelty towards others and himself. In addition, she liked Qingyun, so she was definitely a rare helper for the Marshal's Mansion.
So he supported her waist. He was also worried that these women did not have a sense of ownership and would be exposed when they went to the palace.
"Pass it on to Zhao Hai."
After a command, the chief steward Zhao Hai was called to the study by Murong Qingyu in a moment.
"Master, what do you want me to do for you?" Zhao Hai bowed respectfully after entering the study, and glanced at the five women beside him with disdain in his eyes.
"Do you know the names of these people standing in front of you?"
Zhao Hai was slightly startled, knowing that Murong Xiao must have come to complain first. He immediately explained angrily, "Master, were they gossiping in front of you? They were late just now, and I said something to them, and they attacked me verbally, calling me a piece of shit."
"Aren't you a thing?"
"Of course not!"
…
"you……"
Murong Xiao raised his lips slightly, "Since you yourself say that you are nothing, then I can't do anything about it."
"You..." Zhao Hai's blood boiled again.
Knowing that now was not the time to confront Murong Xiao, he could only look to Murong Qingyu for help, hoping that he would be fair.
"Master, you saw Murong Xiao's sharp tongue and insulting me. Please, Master, make a decision for me!"
"What's her name?"
"Hmm?" Zhao Hai didn't understand what Murong Qingyu just said.
"What's her name?"
Murong Qingyu's light words made Zhao Hai's heart tremble.
He had fully understood what the master meant by this.
Although this woman was a servant, a killer kept by the Marshal's Mansion, she was given the surname "Murong". No matter what her previous identity was, the moment she survived, she had become the daughter of "Murong".
And he, no matter how favored he was, was nothing more than a slave.
"Answer my question!" Seeing that Zhao Hai didn't speak, Murong Qingyu ordered with a bad look.
Zhao Hai knelt on the ground with a thud, lowered his head, and replied: "Master, her name is Murong Xiao."
"What about her?"
"Murong Yan."
"What about her?"
"Murong Meng."
"What about her?"
"Murong Xue."
"What about her?"
"Murong Shan."
"What are their last names?"
"My Lord, their last name is Murong."
"Now that you know this, do you realize where you went wrong?"
"My lord, I am confused. Since their surname is Murong, they are my masters. Even if they humiliated me, I have no right to argue with them."
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