Xie Limo grabbed the newspaper he had just slammed on the table and crumpled it, almost crushing it into a pulp. His veins bulged out, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to grab his gun and shoot it again.
He threw a glance at his three subordinates.
That single glance made their hearts stop momentarily. They had a feeling that Young Master Xie might aim his gun at them.
They had failed to perform their duties this time. These incidents had happened again and again in such a small place like Ning An City.
They knew that if something were to happen to Young Madam, they would take their own lives themselves. Young Master Xie didn't need to do it personally. This was the duty and responsibility of the Xie family's men of sacrifice—they would kill themselves to pay for their sins.
