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Chapter 32: The Wilson's Bouquet  

Old Ye looked at Manager Sam on the floor with a murderous gaze. He walked towards him and stepped on his leg. His bone made a cracking sound.

"Argh!" Manager Sam woke up with a howl, his face contorted in pain as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Old Ye stepped on the other leg, crushing it under his foot.

"Argh! Please, don't kill me; don't kill me." Manager Sam begged anxiously in fear; his eyes were covered in tears.

"You dare beat up this Lord's grandson to such an extent; killing you is a light punishment; you don't deserve to die." Old Ye said with a deep murderous tone and crushed the other arm.

The pain was very unbearable. Manager Sam, who was begging for life, started crying pitifully as he said, "Please, kill me; I don't want to live anymore."

Old Ye's lips curled up into a sneer, and he retorted, "When has this Lord ever listened to anyone? Do you want to die? It isn't that easy; you have to live to witness all the pains of death."

Done talking, Old Ye crushed all th
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