For many years, it has dyed the day and night

Chapter 263 Thirteen Days Left

"Old lady, the young master is back." Zhongli Menghan sighed, did Qingqu not succeed?

This is not only Lin Qingqu's intention, but also Zhongli Menghan's.But after all, you have to obey the opinions of the majority, and Zhongli's family has to do this every time they replace the young master.

"One listen, help me back to my room."

The man's beautiful almond eyes were hooked up, and he skillfully held up Zhongli Menghan's hand, ignoring the gaze of the third elder.

The third elder was not angry either, it was too late for him to be happy now.Yiling is the best among the remaining young students, both in theory and practice.

People are fools, the downfall of this young master is inevitable.

"According to the regulations, I will hand over the power to run the house." Zhong Liyuan put the things on the table in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and glanced at the gloating faces below.

Third Elder: "Since this is the case, young master, don't blame us for disregarding our old relationship!"

Fifth Elder: "Young master, oh no, it's not the young master now! Are you going by yourself, or are you asking someone to take you away?"

Zhong Liyuan was neither smiling nor angry, he had seen the true faces of these people more than ten years ago.

"There is only one condition. All my subordinates are the best people. I don't want them to be wiped out because of me."

Butler Boss replied, "In fact, every time the owner changes, excellent people will be retained. It's just that they have to start from the bottom."

Two people came in from the door, their burly figures were in stark contrast to Zhong Liyuan.

Zhong Liyuan understood what they meant, and walked towards the dark room.

"Young master, offend!" The masked two men each grabbed a wrist and put on dark red rusty iron cuffs.

The whole person was in the shape of a "big" on the masonry wall. The iron cuffs were slowly tightened, and fine iron needles appeared on the inside, and several piles of blood quickly gathered on the soles of the feet.

"Ha, I seem to have missed something?" The white-haired Sen walked in from the door, the white shirt on his body completely out of line with the darkness inside.

"As expected of the young master, now the former young master. How do you feel?" Sen put his face in front of him and asked with a light smile.

"Not bad." Zhong Liyuan looked into his eyes.

Sen nodded, "That's good, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even survive the first seven days."

"Well, this is the first time I've seen such a wealth of instruments of torture."

Zhong Liyuan watched coldly as his fingers brushed over the blood-stained objects beside him.

"Are you going to leave after the condolences?"

Sen's eyes fell on the whip on the far side, which was made from the snake king caught in the forest.This snake was caught by Zhong Liyuan himself.

"I'm so sorry, you will see me every day for the next fourteen days, and today is only the first day. You said how much this snake king who has been around for more than ten years hates you."

Seeing the person slowly approaching with a whip, Zhong Liyuan closed his eyes.

Also, thirteen days.

There was a dull sound of a whip falling on the body from the next door. The man raised his legs in boredom, propped his chin, counted lightly in his mouth, and tapped his fingers on the chair, "323334"

(End of this chapter)