Lin Moyun rolled her eyes, with surging hatred in her blurred tearful eyes. She glared at Mr. Jiao and screamed.
Mr. Jiao frowned: "This ugly thing is really an eyesore. Get her away quickly."
Lin Chu pursed her lips, smiled brightly, and suddenly raised her foot and stepped hard on Jiao's face: "You don't care about cutting her fingers, but what about yours?"
Jiao's voice stopped, and she was so frightened that she struggled desperately: "How dare you? Concubine Xian will not let you go!"
"Whether we let him go or not, we will never see the dead again." Lin Chu said in a cold voice and grabbed Jiao's right hand.
Jiao screamed, clenching her fists tightly, and her well-maintained nails dug into her palms and she did not dare to let go.
Lin Chu was a madman, and she had no doubt that the man would really cut off her fingers. Within a moment, Jiao's face was filled with tears and snot, and she was so blurred that she couldn't even look at it.
Lin Moyun stared at Mr. Jiao quietly, grinning silently at her, her eyes filled with cold comfort.
"What are you laughing at!" Jiao was hysterical: "You evil beast, it's all because of you that our family has fallen into this situation. Why don't you die! You deserve to die!"
The smile on Lin Moyun's lips paused, and then widened. Blood gurgled out of her mouth, which was strange and cold.
"Don't be anxious." Lin Chu's words were melodious but like a sharp knife piercing his heart. Jiao was so excited that she trembled and could no longer think of scolding Lin Moyun.
The young man curled his lips slightly and said to her word by word: "You have ten fingers, and it took a long time to cut them all off. You have plenty of time to think about it!"
The bright blade flashed past, slashing at Jiao's fingers with a whistling sound. The blade was obviously still far away, but Jiao seemed to feel the coldness of the blade, and her whole body trembled.
"Su Wen is in the master's house!"
The woman closed her eyes and let out a howl, sharply piercing the sky. The blade stopped less than half an inch away from her skin, and the girl's voice was cold and bloodthirsty: "Say it again!"
Jiao's whole body was paralyzed, her clothes were wet with cold sweat, and there was an unpleasant smell coming from her body. The despair and shame in her eyes made her dare not raise her head.
Lin Chu picked up her cheek with a dagger and looked into her almost collapsed eyes: "Say or bleed, choose one."
"Suwen was taken away by the master. If you want to find him, he has nothing to do with me." Jiao cried loudly: "Let me go, let me go!"
"Lu An, carry the person and follow!"
Lin Chu stood up and ran towards the inner courtyard quickly. Lu An held up two slimy women, one in each hand, and followed closely.
Under the eaves of the corridor in the shadow, the melon seeds in Lin Moyan's hand suddenly lost their fragrance: "Dad, you won't... want to attack that woman! Are you crazy?"
"Let's go!" She threw away the melon seeds and grabbed Aunt Yu's arm: "Let's take a look."
"Don't." Aunt Yu shrank: "It's not good to let the madam know."
"What are you afraid of?" Lin Moyan glared at her: "We have to keep a close eye on them, and we can't let them drag us down!"
"No." Aunt Yu dodges her eyes: "Master doesn't like us trying to get along with each other in everything. What if we see him making a fool of himself again..."
Lin Moyan rolled her eyes, and a sly smile appeared on her lips: "I have a way, let's go!"
The courtyard where the main house of the Lin Mansion is located is quiet and peaceful. The bright candlelight shines through the window paper, casting a large area of mottled bright colors.
"Hehehehe." Mrs. Jiao suddenly laughed hysterically: "You're late! Lin Chu, this is God's retribution for you! Everything that bitch suffered is because of you!"