Zuzi slowly lifted her eyes and glanced at them indifferently.
The fairy’s graceful smile faded from her lips, her whole person seemed to glow with the coldness of moonlight. It was not fierce, yet inexplicably chilling:
"Who allowed you to disturb the Ancestor and Xiao Chenger’s conversation, so noisy..."
The four: "..." We didn’t make a single sound, okay?
But that’s not the point.
The point is, they were horrified to discover that, at less than a meter away from Zuzi, they were all immobilized together, unable to move forward an inch.
What do you call this feeling, it’s like someone cast an immobilization spell on them... pfft, there’s no such spell, it should be something like an anesthetic that paralyzed them, making them unable to move a muscle.
However, they are death soldiers, cultivated through relentless devil training, how could they have been caught off guard and unprepared by this kind of anesthetic?
When did that woman make her move?
Completely unimaginable!
At this moment, they seemed like pigs or sheep waiting to be slaughtered, unable to move or speak, completely at this woman’s mercy.
This was simply an insult to their professional careers.
They struggled desperately, even trying to bite their tongues to wake themselves up.
But all efforts were in vain, the one trying to bite his tongue found that his jaw was dislocated and could not close.
They became fish on the chopping block.
Zuzi pondered for a moment, then gracefully spoke: "You came to cut off my right hand to report back?"
Their minds exploded: "..." How does this woman know? Miss Meng’s secret instructions, how did she find out?
"Did someone just tip you off? Heh heh."
Their minds exploded again: "..." Does this woman have clairvoyance, how could she know what happened in the darkness on the staircase while she was in the back yard peach forest?
The feeling of dread in their hearts grew more severe...
Unexpectedly, Zuzi again uttered shocking words: "If you don’t get the right hand, you won’t be able to report back."
What, is this woman a saint, catching them only to let them go and even thinking for them, truly letting them take the right hand to report back?
However, in the next second.
They realized their naivete.
Zuzi said calmly: "Cut off one right hand each, and I’ll let you go."
This is the most terrifying... demoness in the world!
Four men with empty right wrists, dripping with blood, all carrying a dripping bloody severed right hand in their left hands, fled from the Si family’s manor, escaping down the cold long street.
The pain from the severed hand was nothing compared to the terror in their hearts at that moment.
They are not afraid to die, but they fear this unknown terror, the dread seeping from their hearts — this demoness plays by no rules, and she grasped every single thought they had to the point of death — even dying wasn’t allowed for them; she wouldn’t let them die, they couldn’t even commit suicide.
They could only obediently carry their four severed hands back to report to Nangong Meng, and also return with a new task...
At this moment, the interrupted Zuzi was quite displeased.
Those four guys had sneakily wanted to peek at her messaging with Xiao Cheng, truly detestable.
Karma, since they wanted to cut off someone else’s hand, let it befall their own hands.
The Ancestor is not just a merciful old ancestor!
"Zuzi girl, asleep?" Bao Gucheng’s message floated on the screen.