Killing the Old Beggar

Killing the Old Beggar

The Old Beggar's entire body began to tremble.

This was forcing Old Nun Huaiyin to kill him before it would end.

"Shen Wuxiao, you're spitting blood!"

"I only came to see an old friend today. Since you don't welcome me, Huaiyin, I'll leave!"

The Old Beggar could not stay any longer.

He had prepared a whole pile of arguments, yet before he could utter a single one, Shen Wuxiao had thrown him into disarray.

If this continued, it really would look like he was forcibly trying to recruit her.

The Old Beggar walked forward.

Shen Wuxiao did not deliberately egg her on, merely fumed in anger.

"Fuck, I only regret that the people I brought today aren't strong enough."

"If we let him leave now, he'll definitely stir up trouble behind our backs again. When he starts spreading nonsense, are we supposed to go around proving ourselves one by one?"

"Rumors take one mouth to spread; refuting them runs your legs ragged."

How could Old Nun Huaiyin not understand Shen Wuxiao's intentions?

This brat was hinting that she should pull up the weeds by the roots.

Still, it was indeed possible!

Even if, taking ten thousand steps back, she and Shen Lie truly had no way of getting back together—

She could not let Shen Lie believe that she stood with the forces seeking to overthrow the Shen family.

She would use the Old Beggar's blood to prove her stance!

Old Nun Huaiyin lightly flicked her whisk.

Seeing this, Shen Wuxiao retreated and ran into the farmhouse building.

Not coincidentally, he ran into Ye Lin's room.

Ye Lin had been inside sorting through her clothes.

She was holding a piece of intimate clothing in her hand.

When Shen Wuxiao suddenly entered, she froze on the spot.