C12 Three Legs Is too Much.

Lih Xuanjue's heart ached even more when he saw Wen Hee sleeping with a frown on her face. He touched Wen Hee's brow and wanted to flatten it.

After Wen Hee fell asleep, her breathing gradually calmed down. Lih Xuanjue tiptoed out of the room. Wen Hee finally fell asleep, so he naturally had to be careful not to wake her up. But this was his room. He was the cold-hearted Second Master Lih. When had he ever thought of taking care of others?

When Lih Xuanjue thought of this, he smiled. This was probably because that person was her. That was why she was worthy of his special treatment.

When Lih Xuanjue arrived. . . When Lih Mojie was locked up in his room, Zhao Shu had already ordered his men to teach him a lesson. Lih Mojie had already given him a good lesson. At this moment, Lih Mojie's body was covered with bruises. His face was swollen. His eyes had turned purple from the beating.

Lih Xuanjue looked at Lih Mojie's cold face and smiled. His eyes were full of killing intent.

"How is it? My good nephew, Do you think your three legs are too much? That's why you want me to remove one of your legs. " Lih Xuanjue said in an increasingly cold tone.

Lih Mojie had never seen such a Second Uncle before. He was so scared that he could only shiver.

"Second Uncle, there's no need. I was wrong. Please let me go. " Lih Mojie kneeled down without a care for his face. In order to live, he didn't even care about his face.

He didn't get a response from Lih Xuanjue. He lowered his head. He hated Lih Xuanjue even more.

One day, he would take over the Lih family. At that time, he would make Lih Xuanjue and Wen Hee suffer even more. Lih Mojie thought in his heart.

"Tie him up. "

Lih Xuanjue found a place furthest away from Lih Mojie and sat down. He looked at Lih Mojie playfully.

"Break his legs and lock him up for three days. After three days, ask the best doctor to take a look at his leg. " Lih Xuanjue said coldly.

"Second Uncle, you can't do that! I am your nephew!"

Before he could finish, his mouth was covered by a cloth from the bodyguard beside him. Zhao Shu looked at Lih Xuanjue and wanted to say something. But he knew very well that Second Master was in a fit of rage right now, and he wouldn't listen to anything. If he wanted to let Lih Mojie go, he would have let him go long ago when he entered the room.

"I'm only giving you a memory this time. She's my woman. You can't touch her. " Lih Xuanjue was like an Asura who had just crawled out of hell. The burns on his face looked even more frightening.

A bodyguard held a stick and knocked Lih Mojie's leg. Before this, he even put a few layers of cloth to shield Lih Mojie's leg.

He did this to prevent Lih Mojie's leg from being broken for a short period of time. After that, he would torture Lih Mojie and make him suffer. It had to be said that Lih Xuanjue's method was really ruthless.

Lih Mojie was in so much pain that he almost cried. Lih Xuanjue saw the viciousness in his eyes.

Lih Xuanjue knew that his nephew was not a good person. However, Lih Mojie would not have exposed his intention so clearly in the past.

When Lih Xuanjue thought of this, he became even colder. If he allowed Lih Mojie to continue developing his power, Lih Mojie would surely replace him in the future.

Lih Xuanjue stood up and lit a cigarette in front of the window. He had his back to Lih Mojie. Lih Xuanjue had a perfect figure. If one only looked at his back, everyone would think he was a handsome man. However, the burn on his face looked like the mark of Satan coming back from hell.

When Wen Hee woke up, Lih Xuanjue was by her side. She looked at Lih Xuanjue's face and could not help being shy. Previously, she was afraid that she did not carefully look at Lih Xuanjue's face. This time, she could take a good look at his face.