Under Su Sanxi's expectant gaze, Xu Jinhuan left the house.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere at Deyilou in the capital was extremely oppressive.
"Master, it is my fault for not managing my subordinates properly, which is why the rejected task ended up with the bronze medalist. Please, Master, take pity on me and spare my life, considering how hard I have worked for the brothel this past year."
The usually honored manager of Deyilou Restaurant was now kneeling in fear and trembling before a young man, his face covered in sweat.
Zhou Ziheng looked coldly at the head manager. There was no need to keep a disobedient dog any longer. He waved his hand casually, as if brushing away the dust in the air.
Suddenly, a man in black appeared in the previously empty room. He walked up to the head manager and dragged him toward the door.
"Master, spare my life!"
The head manager begged for mercy in a panic, but the person inside the room remained calm, showing no change in expression despite his words.
Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly as he listened to the increasingly loud noise. "Wuyou, do I need to teach you this kind of thing?"
Wuyou, who was carrying the head steward, immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, Master, Wuyou understands."
Then, he grabbed the head manager by the neck and twisted it, silencing the previously noisy manager completely.
Zhou Ziheng walked to the bedside, looked at the torrential rain outside, and as if he had thought of something, a trace of tenderness flashed in his cold eyes.
But when he turned around again, he was still the same cold and smug lord of the tower, saying, "Get rid of those traitors, and then find some work for the Crown Prince and the Wu family."
"Yes, Master!"
After replying, Wuyou vanished instantly.
"Sir, we just received a message from Miss Xu. Would you like to see it...?"
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