Ying Xi looked at the cold-blooded and ruthless gaze of the young man, and his heart was so frightened that he didn't dare to bargain, so he quickly answered, even if he didn't react at all, "Next, continue what? I'm here! I'm not familiar with Iron Bull and them! Really!"

Wei Zhuling interrupted him coldly, "What's the matter with abandoning the darkness and turning to the light."

The young man's cold voice was instantly silenced, and he opened his mouth, this ancestor's thinking was beating too fast, and he couldn't keep up.

Wei Zhuling slowly turned the ring on his finger and reminded him lightly, "Master Infant Breath is doing things with money, why did he suddenly turn against him? Well? Is the money given too little? Or did you suddenly want to open it?"

The young man's chest shook slightly, and a low "um" sounded, which seemed to be deafening when it sounded in the ears of the infant breath who was close at hand, and with a sense of oppression, he instantly fell around his head.

The infant couldn't help but shiver, and when he met the young man's fierce gaze, he hurriedly replied in horror, "Yes, yes, I want to open it!"

Frightened, Ying Xi didn't even dare to think about it for a moment, so he could only choose a safe option based on his intuition, maybe he didn't react to what he said after he finished speaking.

"Heh," Wei Zhuling sneered, his eyebrows instantaneous, "Okay, don't you want to open it?" Dissect him!"

When the subordinate received the order, he coldly responded with a "yes", which was in the ear of the baby.

The baby's eyes widened in horror instantly, and she immediately cried and cried, "No, no, no! I don't want to open! I don't want to open it!"

Wei Zhuling looked at the frightened incoherent baby, it was obvious that he didn't know what he was talking about at all, but he quickly replied almost instinctively.

With such guts, dare to come to the Wei Mansion to spread wild? Scold.

Wei Zhuling sneered, and his eyes motioned to his subordinates to step back for the time being, which can be regarded as letting go of the baby's breath for the time being.

Without the blade, the baby's breath also collapsed to the ground with his legs limp, his face pale, and it was obvious that he was frightened.

Wei Zhuling looked at him coldly and said sarcastically, "What's wrong? The infant breath "master" doesn't want to open it again? The master has changed for a while, but it's really the same as always, didn't you swear that you wanted to open it last moment?"

Infant Xi raised his hand that trembled like chaff, wiped away the cold sweat on his face in vain, pursed his trembling lips, and looked up at the evil god boy like Hades with the palest face.

Hearing Wei Zhuling's words, Ying Xi understood why the young man was scaring him like this-who made him dare to point fingers at his house yesterday and dare to speak ill of his younger brothers and sisters.

Hearing what Wei Zhuling meant, the infant knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to let Wei Zhuling taunt silently, and put his hands into his sleeves, looking like an old rake and a kang head were scolding. :

This cowardly appearance shows that a certain "master" is particularly sincere in admitting his mistakes.

Wei Zhuling looked at the infant who confessed and scolded the training, and finally snorted coldly, which can be regarded as a temporary revelation of this matter.

After experiencing a short night yesterday, Ying Xi's ability to observe words and colors has improved by leaps and bounds, and as soon as his ears are pricked up, he immediately heard that this little ancestor was scolding enough, and hurriedly re-started his dry smile, which should be the same as the previous sentence:

"Yes, yes, the four sons are all right! After learning a lesson, I will never do it again in the future, take care of the little lady and the little boy, and I will repay the crime!"

Wei Zhuling leaned at him, "This is what you should do."

"Yes, yes," Ying Xi hurriedly responded, and at the same time, he looked at Shang Wei Zhu Ling coldly at him, and his heart fluttered again—this little ancestor was obviously waiting for him to explain something.

Can...... Explain what? This little living Hades didn't say anything, he wasn't a roundworm in his stomach, how did he know what to say!