Chapter 8: This move is truly too ruthless!

Chapter 8. This move is truly too ruthless!

In the dim room, within the deepest shadows, stood a tall and elegant figure. His slender, exquisite silhouette was like a deity of celestial bone and icy marrow, as the dappled fragments of light streaming through the hollowed, carved window frames fell upon his stunning profile.

Standing in the faint light, the interplay of thin illumination and darkness caused the contours of his face to shift between light and shadow, while his dark eyes flashed with a sharp brilliance.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles cracking. His entire being exuded a bloodthirsty, icy aura, and his deep eyes were stained with a sinister, cold fire. His thin lips curled into a trace of a smile. "Good! Very good! This is the woman he doesn't want—the woman who chases after him desperately, following behind him and acting as his errand girl every single day."

The light brightened as the door opened, then the butler closed it behind him and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Master, please calm your anger! Miss Luo has injured her head and is talking nonsense; please do not hold it against her!"

Cold sweat beaded on the butler's forehead. His master possessed profound internal strength; surely he had heard everything that happened in the courtyard and everything they had said. Just thinking about it sent a wave of fear through him. The consequences could be massive or minor, and he truly felt a bit worried for the Princess Consort, but things did not look optimistic today.

Long Yihan stood there with his back turned, motionless. He had heard everything Luo Wanqing said to Long Qiyou clearly. She actually had a crush on Long Qiyou? She even wanted to bear his children?! This Prince was divorcing her, and she was already busy looking for her next replacement?!

She was actually grateful that he divorced her?! She was in such a hurry to find another man?!

"Hmm... injured her head?! Humph!"

A chilling aura continued to surge. Kneeling on the ground, the butler shuddered. His master was furious; he deeply felt that bloodthirsty, bone-chilling cold, like ten thousand years of ice, which seemed to be suppressing a world-destroying killing intent.

"Master, please do not be angry; your health is paramount. Your primordial qi is already damaged; you must not injure your body further." The butler let out a deep sigh. This was the first time he had seen his master so enraged, and the first time it was because of the Princess Consort. Naturally, he wouldn't be angry over a woman he previously deemed unworthy of notice, but today, the butler was somewhat bewildered.

"It matters not!" The thin lips parted slightly, his words carrying the weight of a thousand gold pieces.

"By the way, Master, yesterday's matter has been handled. Everyone who saw it has been dealt with. Additionally, three of the Prince's mansion's night watchmen were scared to death; nothing else remains. I hope Master can rest easy." Butler Wang wiped his sweat again, cautiously observing his master's every move, fearing he might fail in his service.

"Where is that woman?" Long Yihan's voice was hoarse. He slowly furrowed his brows, his cold eyes narrowing, a flicker of last night's panic flashing within his sharp gaze.

"This..." The butler hesitated. He was already searching, but indeed, no one had seen her last night. There were only a few people in the back garden, and those people had been scared to death. He didn't dare to search too overtly, so he had no leads.

"This servant will go and search thoroughly immediately. There are many maids and female relatives in the back garden of the Prince's mansion, so I fear it may take a moment..."

"She is a virgin! Furthermore, once she is found, do not bother reporting back. Kill!"

The indifferent voice was like a camellia blooming faintly with the scent of death. Just one word: Kill!

"Yes!" The butler gritted his teeth and complied. What else could he do?! This was his master's temperament!

"Additionally, pass word along. Since the people over there have already made a move on Luo Haiming, this Prince might as well do her a favor."

"Master, that is your father-in-law!" The butler blurted out, immediately regretting it. Now that the divorce papers had been issued and Luo Wanqing was divorced, Luo Haiming was no longer his father-in-law. But even so, he felt it was strange—wasn't this move a bit too ruthless?!