The man only put away his gun after pointing the gun at the butler for a while. He muttered to himself, "You're lucky today. Yiru doesn't let me kill anyone. Every time I kill someone, she'll be angry."
When he said this, the man's face was expressionless, but his tone was filled with sadness, as if he was recalling the past.
The chief butler couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he knew that he didn't have to die. Although he was already old, he naturally didn't want to die if he could live. However, he still didn't dare to look up at the man. Instead, he knelt on the ground obediently and waited for his punishment.
The Patriarch of the Di family said, "Get lost! Without my orders, don't disturb me and Yiru again. As for that brat, let him go wherever he wants. There's no need to care about his life."
The chief butler said nervously, "Patriarch, Seventh Young Master is too young. What if he meets bad people outside?"
