Zhu Shou Rang's eyes were nearly breaking with rage, screaming ferociously like a big snake stripped of its bones and muscles, spitting venomous intent at Bai Qi.
Normally obedient to his every word, Lao Ou still forcefully covered his mouth, not allowing him to utter a single sound.
"Fifth Young Master! Remember what Madam said? Let it go! Let it go! We cannot seek revenge!"
The face of Lao Ou, who had served two generations of the Zhu Family, was taut like cast iron.
If the Master found out the Fifth Young Master mentioned revenge, and even wanted to attack Ninghai Zen's disciple, he would surely be expelled from the Zhu Family, have his legs broken, and be sent to Tongwen Hall's front!
Ten years ago, a horrific disaster of family extermination—none of the elders wish to speak of it now, considering it a significant taboo.
