Yu Xunmei slapped him twice across the face, but Xinming didn't utter a sound.
Knowing what she was about to do, the maid quietly took a few steps back while holding the wine pot, trying to minimize her presence.
Yu Xunmei shook her sore hand and looked at the samurai sword hanging at Xinming's waist.
The sword was drawn from its sheath, its blade as sharp as ice, emanating a chilling aura in the candlelight.
She reached out and groped around Xinming's chest for a while, then aimed the blade at him and plunged it in with all her might.
The excruciating pain instantly brought Xinming back to his senses. Blood gushed from his mouth, staining his chest red. He weakly pointed at Yu Xunmei.
"You, you..." He couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"I really don't understand, where do you get the confidence that I would be interested in you?"
"You eat the Yu family's food and drink the Yu family's water, how dare you, a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, covet my life?"
Upon seeing the blood, Yu Xunmei's fair face contorted into a horrifying image, her beautiful eyes filled with a frenzied rage, as if she wanted to burn everything to ashes.
Yu Xunmei pulled the knife out with a sudden force, and Xinming immediately collapsed to the ground, dead.
Yu Xunmei tossed the knife aside and took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe her hands, which were slightly red from the exertion.
He glanced at the maid who was hiding to the side, not daring to breathe.
"Tell the butler to throw him into a mass grave to feed the wild dogs!"
"I'll go right away."
As if granted a pardon, the maidservant grabbed the wine pot and rushed out the door.
Composing herself, Yu Xunmei calmly walked out of the house.
Just then, a huge bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, followed by a thunderclap, and large raindrops fell, pattering on the rooftops and the flowers, plants, and trees in the yard.
Yu Xunmei hummed a little tune as she strolled leisurely through the corridor, enjoying the rainy night scenery.
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