"I'm cleaning house for you," Mr. Bai Nian said as he suddenly tightened his grip.
An Chushi's complexion turned red in an instant, his feet scrabbling and limbs struggling desperately, but it was all in vain.
With his throat constricted, he couldn't utter a single word.
He knew very well that if Mr. Bai Nian's hand moved even slightly, his neck would be broken.
"Let him go!" Huo Tianqing said sternly, his face looking extremely ugly.
The already pathological pallor intensified, making his complexion as white as paper, and giving the impression that his entire being was floating.
Mr. Bai Nian hesitated for a moment but then looked toward Huo Tianqing and said, "This man must not be spared. A master's assistant who betrays his lord must not live."
If a regular subordinate were to betray, you could still consider what they had done, and then based on their usual performance and their merits and demerits, think about how to deal with them.
