Beads of sweat kept appearing on Bian Lin's old face.
At this moment, the study was so quiet that I could hear my own strong heartbeat.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Mo nodded slightly, his voice without a trace of warmth: "Kill all the names in this book."
"But... this won't have a very bad impact, right? Patriarch, would you like to think about it again?"
Bian Lin feels like he is going crazy now.
If it were an enemy, he would not be so frightened. What's scary is that almost all of them are members of the family.
There are even quite a few people who have been on Zhu Mo's side for a long time, and they really don't understand why Zhu Mo would pick up the butcher knife and turn it against his own people.
If we really kill all the people in this notebook, it will probably shock the entire Yan Country.
Zhu Mo sighed and said with an unhappy look:
"Number One, have you forgotten what I just said? I am a man of my word, and I always think carefully before asking you to do anything."
"It's okay if you think you can't do it. I can get someone else to do it."
"Master!"
Zhu Mo's words frightened Bian Lin so much that he immediately stood up from his chair, knelt on one knee on the ground and lowered his head:
"Master, I, Bian Lin, have always considered myself a loyal dog of the Zhu family. I will take people to do the task you have assigned to me right away."
Zhu Mo was very satisfied with Bian Lin's reaction. He thought that this old guy was still useful.
In Zhu Mo's impression, Bian Lin has always been Zhu Min's butcher.
But even though he does the dirty work for Zhu Min every day, his personality is different from that murderous person like Qi Wei.
Not only is he not manic and bloodthirsty, but he is very gentle.
It is hard to imagine that a butcher with blood on his hands can have such a gentle personality.
In the book, if Bian Lin's strength had not declined due to his age, it would have taken Zhou Lu several years to become the number one in the Jingwei group.
Bian Lin, who has served the Zhu family for four generations, is absolutely loyal. Otherwise, the first thing Zhu Mo would do when he comes is to replace him.
Zhu Mo stood up and stepped forward to support Bian Lin with both hands and said with a smile:
"I often heard my father and grandfather say that you are the most loyal person in the Zhu family, and I have always believed it."
"I am just like you. We are all working for the Zhu family. For the future of the Zhu family, those who should be killed must be killed."
Zhu Mo's eyes were firm, and he patted Bian Lin's shoulders vigorously:
"Go do it right away. There's a family dinner waiting for me. After you finish this, I'll give you an extra chair at the Zhu family's future family dinners."
"What?"
Bian Lin, who had just stood up, knelt again in front of Zhu Mo, tears streaming down his face with excitement.
Zhu Mo knew very well what this old guy wanted.
Bian Lin, who came to the Zhu family with only his name since he was a child, dedicated his whole life to the Zhu family and naturally regarded himself as a member of the Zhu family.
When he was young, Bian Lin heard that a person from another family in the Zhu family was given the surname Zhu, and he immediately had a goal in mind.
He has been working hard to get the surname Zhu all his life.
Zhu Xian had no choice but to redeem Bian Lin, but he directly rejected his request because of his wild background.
Bian Lin, who had lost all hope, could only place his hope on Zhu Shang.
I thought that since Zhu Shang and I had been friends since childhood, it should not be difficult for Zhu Shang to give me a surname.
But Bian Lin was still too naive after all.
Zhu Shang, the sixth brother, had been promising him a surname for decades but had not given him one. In the end, he just casually said, "Call me Zhu Lao San and I'll give you a surname, old brother."
With gray hair on his temples and old age, Bian Lin had no choice but to place his hopes on Zhu Min again.
The reality is cruel. Zhu Min enjoyed ordering him around, but in his heart he didn't think highly of him at all and had no intention of giving him a surname.
So Bian Lin had long given up the idea of being given the surname Zhu...
He never expected that the newly appointed young head of the family would say something that made him so excited.
Only those who can attend the Zhu family dinner have the surname Zhu, and if they are not direct descendants of the Zhu family, or members of the Zhu family who have made great contributions to the Zhu family, they are not qualified to attend the dinner at all.
Bian Lin just wanted the surname Zhu, and he had never thought of doing something as exaggerated as attending the Zhu family banquet.
Putting on his coat, Zhu Mo said casually: "You have done a lot for the Zhu family all your life, so you are already qualified enough to attend my Zhu family banquet."
Zhu Mo is not as pedantic as the previous family heads. It is worthwhile to win people's hearts by simply giving them a surname and adding an extra chair to the family banquet.
The more deals like this come, the better, Zhu Mo will definitely accept them all.
Bian Lin, kneeling on the ground, cried bitterly. He choked with sobs and expressed his loyalty to Zhu Mo:
"Master, I will never forget your kindness to this old man. Until the day I die, I will be willing to be the most powerful sword in your hand."
Zhu Mo smiled slightly, walked out of the study and headed for the banquet hall.
Everyone in the Zhu family had been waiting in the banquet hall for a long time. When they saw Zhu Mo walk in, they all stood up to greet him.
Flattering words and fawning smiles continued.
Zhu Chi had a complicated expression on his face, and his seat did not change at all.
Even Zhu Si and Zhu Xiang had to sit behind him.
Sitting on the left and right of the front row were him and Zhu Yu.
"Sit down."
Zhu Mo sat in the main seat and waved to everyone.
"I'm different from my father. Don't be too serious. Just be casual."
With just these simple words, Zhu Mo was flattered by everyone. They praised him for being approachable and for being better than his teacher.
Zhu Mo was naturally not someone who enjoyed flattery, so he simply ignored it.
He looked at the seats on both sides, set his eyes on Zhu Chi and said with a smile: "Second brother, why didn't your sister-in-law come?"
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