"Let's trust you for now. I'll let you go today. If you want to spread the news in the future, you don't have to do it in this way. If others notice, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences."
There is no other way to deal with traitors, but of course torture them to death.
In the final analysis, Xia Tan'er was soft-hearted and could not be so ruthless as to let a random person lose his life.
"Then how should we send the message? I'm just worried that it will be too late if something happens suddenly."
Xia Tan'er turned her head and glanced at Feng Muchi. Feng Muchi raised his hand and whistled. After a while, a pigeon stood in front of the window sill and tilted its head to look at Feng Muchi.
Feng Muchi stepped forward and gently held the pigeon in his hands, smoothed its fur with his hands, and then handed it into the hands of the boy.
"In the future, you will use this pigeon to send messages and take good care of it. If anything happens to this pigeon, I will only ask you."
This young man is not an idiot. Just looking at the relationship between Xia Tan'er and Feng Muchi, he knew that Feng Muchi's identity was unusual. These servants are the best at judging others.
Seeing Feng Muchi's threat, the boy nodded like a fool and immediately patted his chest and made a promise.
"Please rest assured, young master, I will take good care of this pigeon."
Feng Muchi nodded, and when Xia Tan'er glanced at him again, he obediently took out a brocade bag from his arms, untied the belt on it, took out an ingot of gold, and placed it on the table.
"This ingot of gold should be enough to guarantee the life of you and your family for three to four years. If you do well, I will only have a lot more money. But if I find out that you have betrayed me in any way, you and your family will not be able to survive." I won’t let anyone go, do you understand me?”
This time, the boy's behavior was somewhat beyond Xia Tan'er's expectations. He was not in a hurry to take the gold, but knelt down in front of Xia Tan'er, clasping his fists with both hands as if he were a martial artist.
"The villain will never betray Miss Xia's trust!"
At this moment, Xia Tan'er began to become curious about this man, saying that he was worldly but not worldly, that he was bent over money but yet he could be polite and never forget his roots.
Such a subordinate with brains, emotional intelligence, weaknesses and connections should be very useful, but Dongling Luo only sent him to keep an eye on him, which was really strange.
Xia Tan'er was really curious as to why he followed Dongling Luo in the first place.
"May I have your name?"
"Um?'
"I ask you, what is your name?"
"The villain has no name. Please ask Miss Xia to give him a name."
There is no name, but there are family members, which always feels strange. After thinking about it, Xia Tan'er decided to do some testing.
"The aide in Donglingluo is called Mingchu, so you can call him Anmo. How do you feel about ending Mingchu in the dark night?"
An Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Tan'er. A bright light flashed in her eyes. This light seemed a bit familiar. It was the same light that rekindled hope when Song Lingcheng knew that she could cure tuberculosis.
"As long as it is given by Miss Xia, everyone likes it."
"Then I will call you Anmo from now on, and there is no need to call you villain or villain. Since I gave you a name, you will be my subordinate, and I will call myself my subordinate from now on."
"yes!"
"There's one more thing I want to tell you. I don't like to talk about relationships based on favors. Whoever has the ability can get to the top. All glory and wealth are achieved by one's own ability. No matter you win by hook or by crook, In short, anyone who can successfully complete the tasks assigned by me will definitely have a worry-free future for him, do you understand?"
