The Lord Cursed

Qin Shou didn't want to see his lord deceive himself.

Making up his mind, he said, "In the morning, Ah Luo almost fought the man when she entered the room. She was silly and forgot that her lady was married…"

Staring at him coldly, Feng Qingtian suddenly grabbed his neck. "I'll kill you if you speak nonsense again."

"My lord, that is the fact even if you kill me."

Feng Qingtian released him. "Who's that man?"

"It's… Shao Di." Qin Shou had been reluctant to say who he was because the man was too tricky.

Feng Qingtian raised his voice. "Who?"

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Shao… Shao Di," Qin Shou said again.

"F*ck!" Feng Qingtian kicked the chair that had already fallen on its side.

The chair shattered into smithereens.

Qin Shou was taken aback… His lord wasn't exactly a gentleman, but he had never thrown around profanities.