Xiao Ling raised her eyebrows slightly. Did someone start to challenge her authority so soon?
"Miss, the three young masters in front are dealing with some unruly people, should we avoid them?"
"No need." Xiao Ling walked straight over. It is always necessary to kill chickens to scare monkeys. If they didn't really kill two people, they would think they were easy to fool around in those twenty years!! And as her master, naturally she can't be afraid, otherwise,
How will she convince the public one day when Xuan San is gone?
Although she trained these people for Yunlong Xuanyu, her absolute status is also necessary.
Arriving at the scene of the incident, Xuan San was holding a whip and whipping a slave whose name Xiao Ling had not yet written down. The man was already bloody and bloody, and only a low moan still lingered in the air.
But Xuan San did not stop. Around them, Xuan San's one hundred people were escorting another ninety-nine people, watching all this with their own eyes.
Each of these people's faces were pale and full of fear. However, Xuan San's people did not change their expressions. These people had really seen blood. They had seen many of these things.
Xiao Ling's arrival made Xuan San stop what he was doing.
Xiao Ling glanced at Xuan San meaningfully, but did not say that what he did was wrong. He just stood at the man who was soaked in blood and asked lightly: "Is he dead?"
"Go back to Miss, not yet."
"Then continue." Xiao Ling glanced at the mortal man lightly, then slowly took two steps back to give up the place.
Let Xuan San play to his heart's content.
"Devils, you are devils!!" Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore. Physical torture is one thing, but watching helplessly people with the same fate as them being beaten to death is a mental torture to them.
Pressure and torture. Physical torture is easy to get over, but mental torture is of no value once you cannot survive it.
Finally, the mortal man died.
Xuan San held the whip that was still bleeding and slowly stepped aside.
Xiao Ling walked around the circle of two hundred people, and then stood in the middle, next to the man who had become a corpse. "Why do you think that if you do things perfunctorily and don't even follow the rules, you deserve me?"
Let you go free? Why do you think that if you can't do what I need, I will be willing to feed and drink you for free for twenty years, and then let you go without any conditions? Today
God, if I put my words here, after twenty years, I will let you go without any cost. But in these twenty years, if you can't do everything I ask for, then... I won't waste any more
I give you a grain of food. Death is your only destination. Whether you can leave and whether you can be free depends on your own choice. If you want to die, you can give it a try."
Two hundred people looked at the girl standing next to the blood. She looked like a god and demon, cold-blooded, murderous, and unattainable. But she also represented light...
It is the simplest truth that only those who put in effort will gain something. There are many people who understand it.
So, someone knelt down and swore: "Miss, please give us another chance."
So, one after another, they looked at each other. After a while, all ninety-nine people knelt down again.
Xiao Ling asked sternly: "Tell me now, what are my rules?"
"Absolutely obey." Everyone roared.
"What is it? I can't hear it."
"Absolutely obey, absolutely obey, absolutely obey..." For a moment, everyone roared in unison, shaking the mountains and forests, and shaking the sky.