Chapter 722: Chapter 504, Cliched Dog-Blood Drama_3@@novelbin@@


    These people were all cunning, seasoned veterans; no one could force them to do anything they didn’t want to do.


    They only came because they were promised greater benefits than what Belisis City offered.


    He dismissed the men’s pleas with a wave of his hand and turned his gaze to the maid behind them.


    Compared to these old fellows, seeing this maid surprised Fang Hao.


    When Fang Hao first met her, she was a simple, unpretentious girl with a charming smile.


    He didn’t know why she ended up here.


    “Stacey, why are you here? Tell me,” Fang Hao shifted his gaze back to the maid.


    When Fang Hao mentioned the name ‘Stacey’…


    Reba didn’t believe it. She said that she had bought Stacey when she was very young.


    Stacey had always been obedient and well-behaved and would never betray her.


    But it seems that Reba was mistaken. Stacey’s presence here spoke volumes.


    The maid turned ashen, clenching her jaw in prolonged silence before finally divulging her story.


    Being of humble birth, she naturally wouldn’t have had the chance to interact with the likes of Groot.


    Thest time, when Hubert and Groot went to Lyss City…


    During their stay in the city, she identally shattered one of Hubert’s belongings and was ordered topensate for it.


    It was then that Groot defended her, paying a hefty sum aspensation.


    Stacey was grateful to Groot.


    Combining Groot’s cunning maniption of women, he ended up bing intimate with her.


    Afterwards, Groot used her to identify Reba.


    Hevished her with noble luxuries and exerted pressure through his own status.


    Eventually, he persuaded her. Shortly after Reba’s departure, she followed the minister of internal affairs here.


    Everything unfolded like an old-fashioned soap opera.


    “I’m sorry, ma’am. I’m so sorry,” Stacey said.


    All the maids around Reba possessed some basis of knowledge.


    Once they calmed down, they realized that Groot was using her, and whether she would survive afterward was uncertain.


    But by then, she was already in too deep with no way out.


    A seasoned noble like Groot…


    Luring a girl under twenty was just too easy for him.


    The whole thing aboutpensating for Hubert’s expensive item was just part of a staged performance.


    She had ultimately fallen into their trap.


    But in this era, it seemed there was nothing a servant like her could do.


    If a noble wished to kill you, he might not even bother seeking an excuse.


    After hearing her reasons…


    Fang Hao nced at his wristwatch.


    It was 10:20 at night.


    He shot a nce at the Lionheart Knights nearby.


    Everyone understood the gesture.


    Plop, plop!!!


    Their mouths were covered, their throats slit.


    Stacey, terrified, stumbled and copsed onto the ground. She wanted to scream but couldn’t muster the courage to.


    Hugging her head with her arms, she trembled.


    How Stacey would be dealt with now that she had been brought to Reba was not his concern.


    The remaining individuals gradually ran out of energy, struggling and whining in fear.


    A sickening scent of fresh blood permeated the room as the struggling slowly came to an end.


    Fang Hao casually put a box of gold coins into his storage space, saying, “Bury the bodies in this room. When you leave, make sure no one sees you.”


    “Yes, sir.” Everyone began to dig in the room.


    Meanwhile, Fang Hao led Anjia and the somewhat limp maid out of the civilian district.


    …


    11 o’clock at night.


    The core area of Silver Wing City.


    This was the city’s famous noble district, where property could not simply be bought with money.


    If you wanted to live here, aside from an astronomical price, you needed a certain status.


    A mansion.


    Inside the luxurious hall…


    The floor was covered with a extravagant carpet, and a grand Nightstone chandelier lit up the room brightly.


    In the middle of the room was a colossal table, on which sat sses of wine steeped with unknown substance.


    Groot sat quietly at the table.


    While sipping his wine, he locked his gaze on the woman in the middle of the room, standing barefoot on the opulent carpet.


    The woman had long ck hair and wore a white gauze gown.


    She danced barefoot on the carpet.


    Her obscure parts, hidden beneath the gauze, would fleetingly appear as she danced. Her movements were tantalizing; her allure was incessantly tantalizing the man’s libido.


    Groot swirled his wine ss, his eyes fixated hungrily on the woman who danced before him, his yearning evident in his eyes.


    He took a big gulp.


    “Strip!”