"How are things going?"
Dongmen Buju yawned, looking indifferent.
"Reporting to the Clan Leader, the other clan leaders have already replied, except for the Xuan Clan."
The servant knelt respectfully on the ground, not daring to move an inch.
Recently.
Dongmen Buju was volatile, having killed nearly ten servants for minor mistakes.
Upon careful thought, it seemed to have started when Young Master Dongmen Nu returned.
Being a servant of Dongmen Buju was already a high-risk position. A single motion or even a wrong glance could result in being wiped out.
So how could the servant not be anxious, feeling as low as dust, yet still trembling uncontrollably.
"The Xuan Clan still hasn't responded?"
Dongmen Buju raised an eyebrow, asking listlessly, tossing a grape into his mouth, giving the servant a sidelong glance.
"Yes... yes... still no response..."
"Why are you so nervous? Afraid I'll kill you?"
