Many Congratulations, My Lady

Vladimir wanted to kill everybody who reminded him of Yang Xinyu. He was so enraged that he stomped out of the room after Wu Lina had spoken so roughly with him. Blinded by anger, he didn't even see where he was walking and bumped into a young maid. He glared at her and slapped her for being careless. Then he pulled his gun out to shoot her. The maid started shivering with fear and said, "I am sorry, sir. Please spare me."

Vladimir pointed the gun at her head and shot. He purposely missed her head by a few inches. The bullet hit the glass vase that was kept on a table behind her, near the pillar of the corridor. It was then that Zhao Hai xiang ran out of his room. As Vladimir saw him, he aimed his gun at him. They were only a few meters away.

Zhao Hai xiang froze on the spot. He looked at Vladimir, who was glaring at him. He looked like a mad man. The maid had fainted and fallen in front of Vladimir.

Everybody outside became silent. No one dared to even move his or her finger.