"In the end, you’re just a dog of the Han Family. Did you really think you could have a seat at the table?"
Wang Yaoyang looked at the Golden Saber in his hand, a cold sneer on his face. "I can tell you, these young masters have truly noble bloodlines from prestigious families, sothing a dog like you could never aspire to. So killing you today is rely a trivial task."
"Fine, if you look down on so much, then do it. The knife’s in your hand; just pull it out and stab it into my heart. Why waste so many words? Isn’t it because you’re scared?"
Lin Fan snorted coldly, not giving Wang Yaoyang a chance to speak, and continued, "I know you’ll say that dealing with soone like isn’t worth dirtying your hands, and you’d have your lackeys take care of . Then, when the Han Family cos knocking, you’d throw them under the bus as scapegoats. After all, you have lots of lackeys—if not a hundred, at least eighty—and their lives are cheap, just enough to shield you."
"Are you trying to sow discord?"
Wang Yaoyang squinted his eyes; he did indeed have that plan in mind.
But now that it has been exposed, he found himself unable to give orders.
"Whether it’s sowing discord or not, both you and I are aware. It’s just that these poor lackeys who earn only ten thousand a month are so unlucky. They endure your temper, yet they earn less in a month than what a woman serving you for one night makes. At critical monts, they even have to give their lives for you—it’s really not worth it."
As Lin Fan spoke, he deliberately glanced at the bodyguards restraining him on either side.
Besides these young masters and the won in the room, they were the only security force.
So, upon hearing this, their faces changed slightly.
From deep inside, they agreed with Lin Fan’s sentint; they wouldn’t murder for Wang Yaoyang for such petty gains.
After all, that Golden Saber and the Han Family—who in the Provincial City doesn’t know them?
"Shut your filthy mouth. If you hadn’t been so arrogant at the banquet earlier, I might have spared you once, seeing as you’re a dog of the Han Family. But since you’ve gone this far and walked into a trap, you’re definitely not leaving tonight. So there’s no point in trying to bluff."
Wang Yaoyang snorted coldly, gripping the Golden Saber. "If you manage to walk out of the manor tonight, where would my face be? You two, take him out, dig a pit at the back hill, and bury him."
"This..."
Hearing this, the two n, inwardly anxious, imdiately panicked.
Lin Fan just warned them that their outco would be Wang Yaoyang selling them out to the Han Family without hesitation.
By then, dead without proof, wouldn’t they beco unjustly slain ghosts?
While they hesitated, Lin Fan laughed, "Are you stupid? Hurry up and agree. Once outside, let go. You’ll have fulfilled your duty here, and I’ll owe you a favor. There will be no shortage of benefits for you then."
"This!"
Upon hearing Lin Fan’s words, the two couldn’t help but widen their eyes. Who knew it could be handled this way?
But just as they pondered, Wang Yaoyang stopped them.
"Damn it, if not for your reminder, I might’ve made a mistake and let you exploit a loophole!"
Rubbing his head, Wang Yaoyang, drunk and blinded by prohibited substances, had his mind clouded.
Lin Fan’s words sounded so reasonable, so he directly handed the Golden Saber to one of them.
"Don’t take him outside. Co on, just kill him here!"
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