Jing Jiaren hugged Wang Jue in her arms, pinched Wang Jue's neck with her hands, and watched the two servants appear wet.
"Key, open this door!"
"We don't have the key."
"Then I'll inform you young master immediately," Jing Jiaren sneered, "Didn't I say that I don't have evidence that Ximen Longting was imprisoned? Now that I have it, he will be imprisoned..."
"..."
"Let me tell you, Master, he has two choices. 1. Kill me and Ximen Longting, and the cat will be buried with him. Sun will always hate him as a grandfather; 2. Let me and Ximen Longting go, because he wants to open fire
Whatever the conditions, as long as I can do it..."
[What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?]
Suddenly, a rich voice appeared, and Jing Jiaren raised her head in surprise.
As soon as the two servants heard this voice, they quickly fell to their knees, their faces pale and trembling.
"Master, this is our dereliction of duty..."
[It seems that your life is too comfortable and you go out to stretch your muscles in the middle of the night. Do you want to suffer a little? 】
It's Master Ximen's voice.
Only then did Jing Jiaren discover that there were reliefs of different sizes on the walls, and the eyes of these statues were glass beads or gems.
It should be the monitor...
"You are the most cruel person I have ever seen in the world! You don't deserve to live at all!" Jing Jiaren smiled cruelly, "So many people die every day in this world, why aren't you the one who dies?"
Why do demon kings like Mr. Ximen live well?
【……】
"My biological son is worse than a cat," Jing Jiaren's eyes were cold and she pinched Wang Jue's neck tightly, "Don't you care about this cat very much and regard it as your biological son? Then I will kill him now.
It allows you to experience the feeling of losing your loved one."
Wang Jue nestled in Jing Jiaren's arms, completely unaware of the approaching danger, and leisurely licked his cat's paws - it groomed its fur whenever it had free time.
[Hahahahahaha...]
Ximen Fenglie's vicious laughter reverberated in the empty corridor, and the two servants kowtowed in fear, feeling only the gloomy wind.
"Why are you laughing? It's pitiful and sad for a person to live like you. No wonder even Miss Jane doesn't want you!"
Speaking of Jane, Ximen Fenglie seemed to have stepped on a painful spot and his laughter suddenly stopped.
[Cats are better than people, at least they are loyal and will not betray me. If I raise a cat, it can stay with me for so many years. If I raise a son, besides plotting against me and assassinating me every day...]
Mr. Ximen's voice was unpredictable and gloomy, "Ask your good husband, has he ever regarded me as a father!"
[A bloodthirsty and cruel person like you is not worthy of being a father! Why should he treat you as a father!?]
Ximen Fenglie sat on the boss's chair, his face sunk in the darkness, staring at the big screen.
When Jing Jiaren escaped from the room, he saw everything about her escape...
She was led by Wang Jue to jump out of the eaves, and she slid down the stairs desperately.
His hand grabbed the handle of the faucet and turned it vigorously...
Jing Jiaren suddenly felt a shake. The half-face relief sculpture of a lion on the ceiling suddenly opened its mouth, and a golden key fell down.
【The key you want.】
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, she couldn't believe it was so easy, Master Ximen would give out the key?
But regardless of whether it was a trap or not, Jing Jiaren quickly picked up the key and held Wang Jue as a hostage in one hand: "You two, stay away from me."