Chapter 134: Asking the Lord into the Urn

Chapter 135: Invite the Enemy into the Trap

Liu Yuanhu sat upright in his chair, fiddling with a teacup in his hands. His expression was indifferent, his gaze fixed on the cup, completely ignoring Zhang Guangqun.

A powerful and commanding aura emanated from him, filling the room with a suffocating tension.

Zhang Guangqun's thoughts raced, cold sweat quietly dripping down from his temples.

He quickly bowed and cupped his hands. "My lord, I've been by your side since I was eighteen. It's been twenty-two years now."

Liu Yuanhu pressed further. "And how have I treated you over the years?"

Zhang Guangqun's palms were clammy with sweat, his growing panic barely concealed as his face twitched. Summoning courage, he replied,

"My lord has treated me like a brother, lifting me up countless times over the years. Your kindness is akin to that of parenthood reborn; I hold your grace deep within my heart and dare not forget even for a moment!"

"Humph!"

"Smash!"