Chapter 113: The Cautious Constable Xing

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At the sound of these words, Hu Jianshe’s heart jolted.
His face turned pale!
Where was the arrogant swagger he had shown just moments ago?
“No, no… no… Young Master Cheng, it’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!”
Hu Jianshe hastily pointed at Ling Qiu. “It’s like this: this person has been pestering Miss Cheng for a long time. Today I heard he was causing trouble here, and it seems he used sweet talk to deceive Miss Cheng. When I heard that, I got angry right away and rushed over, thinking to help your Cheng family get rid of this annoying fly…”
Hu Jianshe nodded and kowtowed, showing not a hint of his previous boss-like demeanor!
Cheng Youyou found it somewhat laughable and frustrating.
Moments ago, he was so forceful, insisting on saving face for the Cheng family and appealing to their relationship.
An outsider might have thought Hu Jianshe was on equal footing with the Cheng family!
Now it was clear he was just a braggart blowing smoke.
“Finished explaining?”
Cheng Yushui looked coldly at Hu Jianshe, letting him talk.
Hu Jianshe’s heart sank again. “F-finished… Young Master Cheng… you… won’t blame me, right?”
Cheng Yushui did not answer but instead noticed the knife in Hu Jianshe’s hand. “What do you intend to do with that knife?”
“Ah?”
Hu Jianshe quickly hid the knife. “I… I…”
Cheng Yushui narrowed his eyes, his cold gaze terrifying. “Answer me.”
“I… I…”
Hu Jianshe trembled and cautiously said, “I wanted to help Miss Cheng chase away this lousy kid… so I said… let him cut off three fingers himself… then… let him go…”
Hearing this, Cheng Yushui’s eyes darkened further, his oppressive aura intensifying!
“Three fingers is too few.”
Suddenly, Cheng Yushui uttered these words.
They made Cheng Youyou’s heart skip a beat!
W-what’s going on?
Wasn’t…
Third Brother… you came here… to help me get out of trouble with Ling Qiu?!
But Hu Jianshe breathed a sigh of relief at these words…
It seemed the oppressive anger on Cheng Yushui’s face was not directed at him.
That put him at ease.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Hu Jianshe nodded vigorously. “Three fingers is too few!”
Cheng Yushui’s tone remained icy. “Then how many do you think is suitable?”
“Five?”
Hu Jianshe asked tentatively.

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Cheng Yushui shook his head. “Not enough.”
Hu Jianshe tried again, “Then… eight?”
Cheng Yushui said, “Ten.”
Hu Jianshe was stunned. Damn, as expected from the famous Third Young Master of the Cheng family—ferocity hidden beneath a calm surface. Society, indeed!
“Yes, yes, yes!! That damned scoundrel!! All ten fingers should be chopped off!!”
Hearing this, Cheng Yushui coldly asked Hu Jianshe, “Do you agree with this proposal?”
“Agree, agree! Absolutely agree!”
Hu Jianshe nodded repeatedly, then turned to Ling Qiu with a fierce glare. “Kid, did you hear that? Ten fingers!! Today, if you don’t lose all ten fingers, don’t think about leaving this place. These words come from Third Young Master Cheng! Let me tell you, in the provincial cityI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.