Old Chen listened to his words and rubbed his hands together excitedly.
He said, "Young Master, rest assured. I'll be very careful when I act. Since you've asked me to break his left leg, I guarantee I won't kill him. Even if I accidentally kill him, I will never implicate you and the Young Madam."
Old Chen was quite laid-back about it.
He rolled up his sleeves, ready to start.
Lu Yan seemed to recall the brutal beating outside the Guan Family gate and instinctively shrank his body. His earlier arrogance vanished in an instant, and he squirmed on the ground, shouting, "Cousin, save me!"
"Cousin, they'll really kill me!"
Lu Yan's snot and tears were streaming down as he crawled toward Lu Yingxue.
But Old Chen quickly dragged him back.
Old Chen said, "Young Madam, it's better if you keep a distance. When I start, it's hard to avoid some bloodshed. You definitely don't want this bastard's blood staining your clothes. You and the Young Master can watch from afar."
