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Old Scandal Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

The guard chief had rushed into the cell with several guards, his eyes scanning the wild dog corpses and bloodstains all over the ground.He stared at the old man with a gloomy face.

"Come here! Capture this thief for me!"

Lao Chou's heart was beating wildly, and he immediately dropped the dagger in his hand and knelt on the ground: "My lord, my lord is wise, little one..."

"You bastard!" The manager didn't wait for him to finish, and kicked him to the ground: "The rest of you will follow me to the lobby. The master has something to ask."

A quarter of an hour later, the main hall of the Immortal Palace.

Su Ruoxue was sitting on the main seat, wearing a light blue dress with an extremely thin waist and a slightly open neckline, revealing a delicate white collarbone.His expression was cold, his temperament was noble, but he carried an unquestionable majesty.

Lao Chou and the Li brothers knelt in the hall together, not daring to express their anger.

Su Ruoxue's eyes swept across the three people in the hall, and finally landed on Lao Chou.

"Eh? It's you again!" Her voice was low but as sharp as a cold knife, "Five prisoners in heavy prison, one died and four escaped. How long have you been working here?"

Lao Chou's forehead was pressed against the cold ground, and his voice was trembling but clear: "Back to the Lord, I am a villain, Lao Chou, I have been here less than a month."

"Such a big mess happened in less than a month?" Su Ruoxue chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes, "How dare you lie in front of me!"

She raised her jade hand gently and said calmly:

"Come on, cut off two of his fingers."

Lao Chou was shocked.

What a cruel and ruthless witch!

Hearing this, the chief guard did not hesitate, flashed his dagger, grabbed Lao Chou's left hand, and made a "click" sound!

The ring finger and little finger were cut off at the same time, and blood suddenly poured out.

The severe pain exploded instantly, causing Lao Chou's whole body to convulse and sweat like rain, but he gritted his teeth without making a sound.

The chief guard put the dagger at his throat: "How dare you quibble in front of the master!"

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