There were plenty of brothers in the butcher's family, and every one of them had something to say. They started shouting as soon as they entered the side room. Years of slaughtering pigs had given them strong bodies, booming voices, and a decisive hand when it came to killing.
After all, slaughtering pigs was dangerous work. One moment's carelessness could get you bitten or kicked, and clumsy movements could leave you wounded. Ruthless decisiveness was simply a butcher's essential skill.
Before Pu Jingyi could even lose his temper, the swift and forceful butchers had trussed him up like a pig.
Pu Jingyi had come out in secret and brought only a handful of subordinates. He had also assigned two of them to stand guard next door while Luo Shuirong and Jian Huayuan got down to business. With only two subordinates left, he was no match for the butcher brothers.
The butchers might not know much martial arts, but years of pinning down pigs had given them tremendous strength.
As the saying went, one man's brute strength could defeat ten men's skill. And these men had numbers on their side, too. In no time at all, they had tied the three of them up like pigs and tossed them aside.
"How dare you treat the Eastern Depot Governor so roughly!"
The eldest butcher brother said, "What Eastern Depot? What would a eunuch from the Eastern Depot want with our eldest girl? We were told he's just the son of a sixth-rank official, without an official post of his own!"
The second butcher brother said, "Besides, what's there to fear about those shit-eaters from the Eastern Depot? That they'll fight the dung beetles over their dung?"
"Hahahaha-"
On the day Giant Dragon Manor opened, tales of the Eastern Depot's exploits had spread