Yulu's heart tightened. "Master!"
"Master, this old servant is Lord Sha's bondservant!"
Yulu had not spoken yet, but the old maidservant behind her spoke first.
Her meaning was obvious: I am Sha Pingchuan's person. You have no right to deal with me.
But would Yang Zhengshan care whose person she was?
Although Yang Zhengshan still could not guess what Sha Pingchuan was thinking, he truly did not need to give Sha Pingchuan any face.
The Secret Martial Guard was too lazy to bother with Sha Pingchuan; that did not mean they could not deal with Sha Pingchuan.
As long as Yang Zhengshan was willing, he believed Lü Hua would not mind doing him this small favor.
"Wu Hai, drag them away!"
"Yes, sir!"
Wu Hai immediately gave the pageboys and maids beside him a look. Without another word, several pageboys and maids stepped forward directly, grabbed the two old maidservants, and dragged them toward the door.
These two old maidservants could be considered sturdy, but they could not resist the tugging of the pageboys and maids.
The Yang Family's servants cultivated, and Yang Zhengshan had also given them Spirit Spring Water before. Although only a few of them had become martial artists by now, in terms of physique, they were all much stronger than ordinary people.
"My lord, my lord—"
The two old maidservants panicked and shouted anxiously, wanting to beg for mercy. Two quick-witted pageboys immediately covered their mouths.
Very soon, the two of them were dragged out.
Yulu knelt on the ground, her face deathly pale, not daring to say even half a word.
The two little maids were trembling even more violently.
Servants were servants. Their life and death lay in another person's single thought.
If Yang Zhengshan wanted to kill them, he did not even need