No familiar figure was seen on the spiral staircase, and Leah couldn't hide her anger.
The Lord had never let any woman stay in his room until dawn. This was the first time, and this first time made Leah feel inexplicably uneasy.
clatter--
clatter--
clatter--
On the spiral staircase, there were waves of crisp sounds.
Lia raised her head, and when she saw Zhuo Xinren walking down, a respectful look appeared on her face.
"Your Majesty." Everyone knelt on the ground together, with respectful expressions on their faces.
Zhuo Xinren slowly walked to the dining table and sat down, exuding a bit of elegance and nobility from the aristocracy.
He waved his hand, and everyone stood up in understanding.
Leah stepped forward and personally helped Zhuo Xinren put the tableware. "My lord, are your injuries better? Do you want me to ask the doctor to come?"
"Need not."
Zhuo Xinren ate breakfast slowly, with a sinister and casual expression on his face. The vulnerability and helplessness he felt late last night had long since disappeared.
He is still the terrifying Rakshasa in purgatory, and he is still the drug lord who occupies the entire arms power in Western Australia. The scene last night seemed to be just a phantom.
Lia raised her head and glanced at the spiral staircase with the corner of her eye. "Go and wake up Miss Ye."
"yes--"
Zhuo Xinren said without raising his head, "No, leave a breakfast for Miss Ye and serve it when she wakes up."
The servant was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Hear the words.
A hint of murderous intent quietly flashed through Leah's eyes.
She stepped aside respectfully, her coquettish red lips pursed tightly, and bursts of anger and jealousy rolled in her drooped eyelids.
Ye Kui, she will have to get rid of her sooner or later.
The Lord indulged Ye Kui too much.
"Leah, how did things go last night?"
Zhuo Xinren slowly put down his knife and fork, took out his napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly.
Those who can hurt him often have to pay a crueler price than death.
Leah clapped her hands, and the bodyguards walked in with five or six men.
Every part of those people's bodies was filled with horrific wounds. They were forced to raise their heads, and when they saw Zhuo Xinren sitting on the sofa, bursts of panic suddenly appeared in their eyes.
"Mr. Zhuo, we were forced by the military to have no choice but to defect temporarily. As long as you have a lot of people, please spare us." It was the boss of these people who spoke, and there was no arrogance on his face.
His expression was full of embarrassment and fear of death.
During this period, they have been closely watched by the military, and they were even forced to lure out Zhuo Xinren, a big drug lord.
They had no choice but to do this. If the news had not been leaked and they were surrounded and suppressed by the military, they would not have defected on the spot and pushed everything to Zhuo Xinren.
The words fell.
Zhuo Xinren, who was sitting on the sofa, slowly stood up. Liya stepped forward and handed him a golden pistol.
His steps were gentle and slow, and each step revealed a bit of the silence before death. "Because of you, I just want to pass it on to me, Zhuo Xinren, for being a little more tender."
Bang bang bang——
Crisp applause rose.
Leah turned on the computer, and a picture instantly appeared on the screen.
"Daughter--" The leader immediately rushed forward, his eyes fixed on the little girl on the computer screen.