Alas!
Zhao Leilei sighed inwardly, his eyes instantly turning moist, and he heavily kowtowed to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun remained indifferent, even showing some impatience!
"Gongming, take your own life; Your Grandpa cannot bring himself to do it!"
As soon as these words came out!
Everyone present was startled!
This... what kind of identity did Ling Yun possess that a single sentence could strip away their young master's life.
"Grandpa, what are you saying?" Zhao Gongming simply could not believe his ears. What was it that he had heard!
"Gongming, I'm sorry!"
"Hahaha, Grandpa, have you been bewitched by him? This man knows some wicked arts. Men, kill him! Kill him." Zhao Gongming yelled and shouted at that group of guards!
Yet the guards hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether they should obey!
"You have disappointed me too much. For the sake of the Zhao Family, go in peace."
Even if Zhao Leilei truly could not bring himself to do it, he would have to do it with his own hands.
Boom!
Merely dealing with a Zhao Gongming, Zhao Leilei—who had stood up—shattered his grandson to death with a single palm, a tear instantly falling from the corner of his eye.
Dead?
The crowd felt as though they had lived through a grand dream, completely losing their wits, while the blond lackey swallowed hard, his back drenched in sweat.
Thud!
Zhao Leilei knelt down toward Ling Yun once more, appearing extremely humble.
"My Lord, please spare the Zhao Family."
"I haven't said anything. There is a matter that requires you to handle it."
"Whatever the matter is, Your Lordship only needs to give the order, and this subordinate will not hesitate to go through fire and water."
"Blood Demon Lotus!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Leilei's face instantly turned ashen.