Xiao Ahling loved cleanliness the most. Upon seeing the old Butler so scared that he wet himself, he couldn't help but frown and took a few steps back.
Jiuyue, knowing the young master's habits, stepped forward a few paces to block Xiao Ahling's view.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As for the police, they've seen blood, guts, and brains, so urine was nothing to them; although they found it distasteful, they were used to it.
The lead police officer waved his hand, instructing his subordinates to lift the old Butler off the ground and handcuff him.
The old Butler was as pale as a sheet, unable to support his own body, entirely relying on the police to hold him up to keep from collapsing again.
It's over.
Everything is over.
His regret was beyond words.
If only, in the past, he hadn't become so arrogant and complacent.
