Wang Zuo wanted to cry but had no tears, and dared not leave the question unanswered. "Offer an apology, take responsibility for treatment, and pay triple compensation..."
Hou Niao repeated what he had just done. "Since that is the law, we should act according to it."
Young Master Duan still said nothing, but the flames nearly shooting from his eyes had already betrayed his thoughts.
Hou Niao took his time: an apology, a treatment, a payment of compensation, and then another break!
Soon, all four of the Duan Household scion's limbs had been broken in turn. Throughout the entire process, Wang Zuo watched with his heart pounding in terror. The remaining retainer could think only of how to leave the Jade Capital and flee far away once he escaped. He had done nothing to stop what was happening here; the Duan Residence would never spare him!
The women could barely remain standing. They found places to lean against the rocks, thinking only of how to make this nightmare pass quickly.
When Hou Niao reached out again and rested his hand on the Duan Household scion's neck, Duan Jian truly could endure no more. At last, he spoke.
"Stop! I can spare them, but the feud between us can never be reconciled!"
He could sense the murderous desire brimming with malice in this cold-blooded man. From those slow yet methodical movements, from that retainer's cold corpse, he knew this man really dared to do it!
Could a broken neck be reattached? He truly did not want to find out.
However powerful the Duan Prince’s Residence might be, it could not bring the dead back to life!
But that threat was his last shred of defiance, even though he knew that saying it now was simply asking for trouble.
Hou Niao finally