"If you dare to go find someone, I'll kill you immediately," Landy said sharply.
The servant's body trembled. In this villa, servants had the lowest status; they were all bought from South Africa, and their lives were controlled by others.
"Tell me, should I scar your face, or should I slice off the flesh from your face bit by bit?"
Vaz waved the small knife in his hand, a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, forcing Lan Xin Ai step by step into a corner.
"Such a pretty face, it's a pity to scar it."
"Don't act recklessly, or Mr. Wei won't let you off."
Lan Xin Ai glanced at the glinting small knife, moved her feet and ran out, but was grabbed by Landy.
"Trying to run?"
The cold light reflected in Landy's eyes as he brought the knife toward Lan Xin Ai's face. The icy chill in that instant made one's blood freeze.
In a split second.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a shout came, and Joan strode over, forcefully gripping Landy's wrist.
