Steward Qin gritted his back molars, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth.
"Kowtow to Miss Third!"
"Bang!" It was a muffled sound.
"Kowtow to the third lady!!"
"Bang! There was another muffled sound.
Every time Butler Qin kowtows, he grits his teeth and says something.
That vicious tone didn't sound like he was greeting someone, but rather like he was going to grind up Yun Luo's flesh and bones and eat them hard.
If Yun Luo dares to retaliate, he won't be afraid of being resented, let alone Butler Qin.
She has never taken it seriously.
"It's not hard enough. Use more force. Haven't you eaten yet?"
Yun Luo's voice was cold. He was throwing the words Butler Qin had said to the original owner back in his face.
It is true that hatred must be repaid.
Kneeling three times and knocking nine times, standing up and kneeling down again, the sound of knees and forehead hitting the ground is like beating a drum.
There is a thumping sound and a constant dullness.
By the time they were all done, Butler Qin's forehead was already covered in blue and purple, with dense blood streaks showing through his skin, which looked very scary.
He could hardly stand still and stood up unsteadily: "Miss Third...are you satisfied now?"
Yun Luo admired his miserable state and sighed: "It turns out that the head of a third-level master is not particularly hard. After just a few hits, it started to bleed."
You must know that at the beginning, the young original owner knelt for an hour, until the skin and flesh on his forehead were all worn away, and the bones were almost visible.
Being able to survive is the real destiny.
"..." Butler Qin gritted his molar teeth and did not dare to speak, for fear that Yun Luo would think of something again and continue to torment him.
"Forget it, I see you are knocking loudly and I am happy to hear it, so that's the end of it."
Yun Luo waved his hand lightly, and then cut to the chase with great mercy.
"Since you are all begging me to return home, it's not that I can't agree. I just need the Yun family to promise me two things."
When Butler Qin heard the word "beg", he almost spit blood on Yun Luo's face.
Begging her to return home? What a request!
Her face is as big as the sky, and the city walls are not as thick-skinned as her.
"Miss Third, just say so." Even if he wanted to vomit blood, Butler Qin had to grit his teeth and swallow it.
Two things mean nothing.
When we return to Yun Mansion, with General Yun here, who will listen to this bitch like her?
"The first thing is, I want all the dowry left by my biological mother, as much as possible."
Yun Luo spoke lightly.
"No problem!" Butler Qin agreed immediately, very readily.
"The second thing is, I want the century-old snow lotus treasured in the Yun Mansion's warehouse." Yunluo Lion opened his mouth.
Butler Qin's face twisted, but he still gritted his teeth: "Okay!"
He hurriedly asked: "Can we leave now?"
Let’s see how he complains when he returns to Yun Mansion.
"No rush, Butler Qin, please write a letter of guarantee first. Remember to sign and pledge it in my father's name." Yun Luo took out the paper and pen from nowhere and handed it to Butler Qin.
"Guarantee? Signed and pledged in the name of General Yun? How can this be done?" Butler Qin's face changed instantly.
You can renege on anything you promised without any basis, since there is no evidence anyway.
But with the proof in black and white, it’s different.
"You have already agreed to something, so why don't you dare to write a letter of guarantee? Are you just talking about it and regretting it later?"
Yun Luo asked sharply.
"This...of course it's not!"
"Then write." Yun Luo pushed the pen and paper over and said meaningfully, "Remember, you have to use my father's name, otherwise I won't recognize it."