Needs Amputation

Needs Amputation

Shen Wuxiao took out two pills and handed them to his subordinate. "These are the Cry Pill and Convulsion Pill my wife concocted. Give them to him!"

"When you tell him why he needs an amputation, if he doesn't believe it, tell him that the first symptom of nerve compression is convulsions, a crooked mouth, and slanted eyes!"

"Once he starts crying, his mood will hit rock bottom. That'll make the amputation easier."

The subordinate hurriedly accepted them.

With arrangements like this, Ye Chen would definitely believe it completely!

"Sowing discord is one thing. He insisted on talking to my wife—wasn't that him trying to hit on her? Cutting off one of his hands is already merciful of me!" Shen Wuxiao waved a hand.

The subordinate immediately went off to get busy.

Ye Chen was actually quite lucky.

Young Master took such good care of him.

It had originally only required forcibly chopping off his hand, yet Young Master had racked his brains to find him a reason he could accept.

Touching!

After Shen Wuxiao left, he did not disturb Yun Zhiyi's rest.

Instead, he stubbornly went fishing.

He refused to believe it.

Fourth Brother, Teng Snake, and the others had originally all been fishing.

After all, there were not many ways to entertain themselves aboard this place.

And they had to conserve their strength too. A great battle might break out within the next couple of days.

Fishing was the best pastime.

But once Shen Wuxiao arrived, they became mere foils.

Who did not know that Young Master excelled at everything except fishing, where he was terrible?

How could subordinates possibly be better at fishing than Young Master?

If the warship had not been moving, they would have arranged for someone to go down and hook fish