Knock knock!

Haradin drank the tea in his hand, feeling that the taste was a little different from usual.

But he didn't care that much, after all, today was a good day for him.

Just as Haradin was about to make a further move on Trisda, Trisda suddenly pulled out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to him.

Oh, what is it?

Before Haradin could finish the first two lines of the paper, the lust in his heart turned into anger.

"What do you want to do!" Haradin cried out, his beard straightened out again.

Seeing her uncle's angry appearance, Trisda on the side smiled evilly.

What she shows is a letter of succession stating that Haradin will give all of his fortune to his niece, Trista, after his death.

Although he has been greedy for his niece's beauty for a long time, Haradin loves his money more, and he will never allow anyone to beat him for money!

Haradin was a man despite her bloated stature, and Trisda was weak enough to take it down with a little force.

But just as he was about to attack, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and before he could figure out what was going on, a black liquid spit out of his mouth.

"Woo!" Haradin fell to his knees in excruciating pain, and with the last of his strength he stretched out his two large hands to grab Trisda.

But Trisda easily dodged it, throwing an ink-stained quill on the ground.

Looking at the way the fat body on the ground was constantly struggling, Trisda felt an inexplicable joy, and couldn't help but laugh.

Haraddin had never seen his niece before, and there was a fear he had never felt before, a horror of death at hand!

The instinct to survive drove the money-loving Haradin to speak, "Do you want to... How..."

Looking at Haradin's embarrassed look, Trisda finally felt satisfied, and she replied unhurriedly: "As long as you sign it, uncle, they will give you the antidote~"

Trisda pulled out a small bottle filled with a strange liquid from her bosom and dangled it in front of Haradin.

The temptation to survive was so great that the black-hearted merchant didn't have time to think about anything else, and immediately gave in to Trisda.

Haradin's dirty hands, who don't know how many poor people had been destroyed, picked up the pen step by step, and signed his name on the inheritance of the property.

Trisda happily took the inheritance and threw the little bottle to Haradin like a dog.

Haradin, who had found the straw, desperately pulled the lid and poured the strange liquid into his mouth without a moment's hesitation.

But when the strange liquid entered his abdomen, the pain did not diminish by half, and Haradin's dull head finally reacted.

Fortune can only be inherited after her own death, how can Trisda give herself a real antidote?

Satisfied, Trisda tucked the inheritance into her bosom, as if she were holding some treasure.

Then he turned his head with an innocent face and said to Haradin, who was dying on the ground, "I'm sorry uncle, Trisda has no antidote, that was someone's foot wash just now!" ”

Haradin looked at Trisda's evil smile with reluctance, and finally stopped at the planned time, and her eyes were swollen like light bulbs, almost bursting out of their sockets.

The plan finally succeeded, and Trisda stepped out of the room over the mountain of silk and satin on the ground, completely oblivious to the corpses that looked like Roshan behind her.

When she looked up, she saw dozens of servants gathering at the door, but Trisda didn't panic in the slightest.

These people had been rebelled against her for a few days, and now they were completely loyal to her.

Trisda held up the inheritance and ordered them to gather everyone in the courtyard.

A few minutes later, all the servants and hired guards, including the butler, gathered in the courtyard of the mansion.

The crowd talked about what had happened, some thought it was to prepare for the lord to become governor, and some thought that Haradin was just doing nothing to entertain them.

But no matter how they guessed, they never saw the familiar and annoying fat figure.

After some waiting, Trisda, dressed in her gray cloak, walked up to the top with tears in her eyes and announced to them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, just now my uncle unfortunately passed away, woo, and now I have something to announce as the heir."

When they heard that the man who had been oppressing them had died, most of the people present wanted to cheer on the spot, but suppressed it out of fear.

Trisda behaved like a weak girl who had just lost a loved one, and she pulled out a stack of deeds of sale to show everyone.

"This is your deed of sale, I'm going to burn it all today, all of you are free, I can sign a long-term contract with you if you want to stay and work for me."

The moment they heard the word "freedom", the poor people who had been forced into slavery hurriedly fell to their knees and kowtowed to Trisda.

Before it was over, Trisda instructed her henchmen to bring a box, and when she opened it, she saw that it was a box of copper coins!

Trisda said that those who wanted to leave could leave with the money immediately, and if they wished to stay, they would write down their names, and when she had finished speaking, she threw the large pile of deeds of sale in her hand into the fire and burned them to ashes.

There was a scene of jubilation in the mansion, as if everyone had forgotten that someone had just died.

But things were not all smooth sailing, and the leader of the mercenaries hired by Haradin suddenly protested loudly: "Wait a minute, the 100 silver coins that Lord Haradin promised us!" ”

As soon as these words came out, they interrupted the people who were about to divide the money and leave, and the mercenaries behind the leader also drew their swords and shouted: "That's it, where is our money?" We're going to meet Lord Haradin! ”

Trisda frowned, what if they were allowed to meet Haradin?

However, Trisda knew that they only wanted to extort money, so she took out a money bag and threw it in front of the leader.

"I'm my uncle's heir, and I'll pay you what he owes!" Trisda said righteously.

The mercenary picked up the money bag on the ground and spread it out, and it was indeed a shiny silver coin, although the amount was enough, it was far from enough to satisfy his greed.

The leader smiled evilly and said, "Miss, this money is not enough, if you don't know where the money is, we will help you find it!" ”

The leader of the mercenaries said that he was about to step forward to restrain Trisda, and his men were also rushing towards the mansion, thinking that they could take advantage of this good opportunity to make a little money.

However, Trisda did not panic at all, and the leader of the mercenaries thought that Trisda was nothing more than a helpless woman, but Trisda was already prepared - her allies would be there soon.

Watching his subordinates look for money, the leader of the mercenaries suddenly became lustful for the beautiful girl standing in place.

I saw him lick his lips and walk slowly towards Trisda, looking at the bright sword on his body, no one around him who was still grateful to Dade just now dared to go up to stop him.

Except for the maid who was unwilling to sleep after Trisda rescued before, seeing that her benefactor was in trouble, she did not hesitate to protect Trisda.

"Even you dare to stop Lao Tzu?" The leader of the mercenaries scolded angrily, stretched out his big hand and slapped the maid to the ground.

Trisda deliberately knelt on the ground and posed in a weak posture of being slaughtered, and held the maid in her arms.

Seeing that the mercenary leader was getting closer and closer, and already saw that obscene gaze staring at him, the maid asked anxiously, "Miss, what should we do?" ”

Trisda didn't answer, just silently looked at the mercenary leader.

Just as his dirty hands were about to touch the two girls, there was a sudden shout of murder around him.

Before the mercenary leader could react, a tall figure quickly flashed behind him, and before he knew what was happening, the white sword had already penetrated his chest.

Everyone present was shocked, they didn't know what was going on, only heard a noisy footsteps, and the walls outside the Haradin Manor were suddenly filled with soldiers of the Black Rock Guard.

Looking at the black star pattern on a white background under the firelight, and the corpse of the leader on the ground, the leaderless mercenaries knew that there was no hope of resisting, and they threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground to ask for forgiveness.

At this moment, Zhaoming had already stood in front of Trisda and helped her up from the ground.

"It's just a good time for me to come, right?" Zhao Ming asked with a shallow smile.

Trisda patted the dust off her body and replied, "If you can, I'll trouble you to come a little earlier next time." ”