Yu glared viciously at Duke Yan. "We were husband and wife, at least! How can you just let an outsider humiliate me... ah, it hurts..."
"Lord Gu, Lord Gu, please let me go! My hand-you're going to cripple my hand!"
She wept as she begged.
Gu Ming said coldly, "What I hate most in this life is people making jokes about the dead. If I hear you say anything like that again, I'll cripple that mouth of yours!"
"I understand, I understand."
Yu nodded hastily. Her tea-soaked hair clung to her face, and despite her pained expression, she still tried to put on a show.
The bones in her fingers had already broken, and her hatred for Duke Yan had reached its peak.
As Lord Gu slowly lifted his foot, she abruptly snatched her hand back.
But that brought another wave of pain that pierced straight to her heart.
"Sss..."
Tears spilled from the pain, and she shot Duke Yan a glare.
Duke Yan cleared his throat and explained, "I wasn't the one who laid a hand on you. Lord Gu is too powerful for me to restrain. I did plead for you."
That way, even if Yu complained to the higher-ups, he would have an excuse to clear himself.
Lord Gu truly lived up to his title as the Demon God's Guardian. Seeing how proud and unrestrained he was, and how he had vented his anger for him, Duke Yan hastily bowed and led the way for Gu Ming.
"Lord Gu, you shall have the finest courtyard in the duke's residence all to yourself. It's quiet and spacious over there. Please follow me."
Gu Ming placed his hands behind his back and followed Duke Yan away with an air of haughty dignity.
"Ah!"
Once they had left, Yu sat