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For a full two minutes.
The dance stopped.
"Your Excellency, he's dead."
the assistant reported.
"Trash is trash."
"Can't even last ten minutes."
"Put his family in the dance room, to make up for the remaining minutes, starting with the youngest."
Xilin said coldly.
"Yes."
Despite the inhuman words, the assistant merely nodded in accustomed agreement.
Clearly, this wasn't the first time.
Standing by the charred corpse, the assistant's heart was far from as calm as he appeared.
He feared he would be next.
But some things had to be said.
"Your Excellency, Jason escaped the encirclement."
"And..."
"What else?"
Xilin, who had been in a good mood just now, became even colder.
"Also, he killed all three 'Brutalizers' we had previously contracted,"
the assistant replied quietly after swallowing hard.
"Trash!"
the Butler cursed under his breath.
Then, he saw the assistant's hesitation, as if there was more to say.
"What else is there?"