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"Now that everything is settled, it’s time to settle the accounts," Wuhen’s slender, fair fingers gently slid over Liu Limin’s swollen cheek, and all she felt was as if a cool, refreshing stream flowed across her face—cool and very comforting.

"Was it that beast who hit you?" Pointing at Meng Tong in the corner, Wuhen’s eyes slightly lifted: "Which hand? Left or right? Or perhaps, both hands?"

His voice was light and airy, as if it couldn’t touch anything, yet Meng Tong felt as if a heavy hammer struck his heart, making his whole body involuntarily shiver.

With her eyes coldly fixed on Meng Tong like a sword, Liu Limin sneered: "The right hand."

"Oh, the right hand." Wuhen smiled harmlessly, slowly approaching him while chuckling, "If that’s the case, then there’s no need for this hand anymore. Better to get rid of it to prevent future violence."

Drawing a white handkerchief from his bosom to cushion his hand, Wuhen deftly lifted Meng Tong’s right hand, and with a slight pinch of his fingertips, Meng Tong’s scream rang out like a slaughtered pig, followed by his hand hanging limp from the wrist as if it were a broken branch.

"You, you!"

Meng Tong was in so much pain that he couldn’t finish his sentence.

Wuhen, however, had no intention of letting him go just yet, having released the man’s right hand; he then cushioned it with the handkerchief and lifted his left hand again.

This particular move terrified Meng Tong, and despite desperately trying to pull his left hand away, as if possessed by a demon, he found himself unable to move!

"Didn’t you hear? It was with the right hand that I hit her, not the left hand! Please, please let me go!"

Meng Tong’s pleas were mournful and sad. Having already lost the use of one hand, he feared that if both were gone, not only would he be useless below the waist, but he also wouldn’t be able to indulge with either hand anymore.

Wuhen chuckled lightly, his smile so pure and clean, yet his words were like those of a rogue: "Yes, I know it’s the right hand. But when your right hand was up to no good, your left didn’t try to stop it. Alas, such a useless left hand—why keep it? Might as well disable it too!"

"Ah!"

The agonized screams of Meng Tong mixed with Wuhen’s light laughter made everyone present in the room feel an unusual chill.

"Pfft. You really are a rogue," Liu Limin chuckled, not understanding why she was laughing at such a moment. Wasn’t she supposed to be afraid? It turned out that Young Master Wuhen, who seemed so harmless and clean, was deep down a Hell Asura.

Stunned by her laughter, Wuhen cracked a slight smile, feeling a little warmth in his heart.

Liu Damei and the woman had been immobilized by Wuhen’s acupoint-sealing technique from the moment he appeared, unable to escape.

Now, seeing that the strong man and Meng Tong were both subdued by Wuhen, the two of them went even paler with fear.

The memory of her husband’s violent beating when he caught her adultery suddenly flashed through Liu Damei’s mind, scaring her to the point of wetting her pants.

"How should these two be dealt with?" Disgusted, Wuhen tossed the handkerchief aside and tilted his chin towards Liu Damei and the woman, raising an eyebrow to Liu Limin, "Are you going to be merciful again?"

At this, a wave of nausea hit Liu Limin. She slowly stood up from the table, her legs still a little weak but at least not affecting her ability to walk.

"Liu Damei, considering you have a history with my sister, I did not deal with you harshly. I didn’t expect you to remain unrepentant and to come looking for trouble with me again.

Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for being unmerciful this time!

" Liu Limin sneered: "Didn’t you say you wanted to sell me into the dirtiest brothel, to let me be ravished by vile men? Since you’re so eager, then you can have a taste of that life yourself! "

"No, no please, no! Limin, sister, I beg you, please forgive me. I realize my mistake, and I promise I won’t trouble you again!" Liu Damei, unable to move, had her face distorted with fear as she continuously begged Liu Limin.

Liu Limin couldn’t bother to look at her anymore, frowning slightly.

Seeing this, Wuhen waved his hand across the table, sending a tea cup crashing into Liu Damei’s body, and her pleas stopped abruptly.

Liu Limin turned to the woman who had lured her here, her gloomy eyes flashing coldly: "You, a swindler, I had the kindness to help you, and I never imagined I would fall into your trap! I suppose this isn’t your first time deceiving people, right?

Well, being a habitual offender, just throw her directly into the County Government Office.

I think the lord there would be very happy to take you into custody! "