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Xue Li nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that Director Li had successfully captured President Mengs heart with his culinary skills, allowing them to progress so quickly.

The Young Master could also learn from this. First, he should conquer Ms. Shen Xi’s stomach, and then move on to win over Shen Xi’s parents and grandparents.

However, he wondered if all these people had the same taste buds. If not, the Young Master would have his work cut out for him.

Ah, on the first day away from the Young Master, he missed him.

Xue Li’s gaze shifted towards the twilight outside.

The cool moon hung in the sky, casting a gentle light on the ground, adding to the tranquility of the night.

A pitiful plea cut through the silence, disturbing the peace.

“Master Gu, please spare me for all the years I’ve been with you. 1 won’t fail a mission again next time,” Qian Tong begged, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, as he looked up at the man who wore a cold and menacing expression.

Gu Chen’s long, narrow eyes showed no emotion. He calmly observed the man prostrate not far away and chillingly said, “On the first day you came to my side, I told you that 1 don’t need incompetence around me. No room for failure or the outcome is death.’

Fear and dread filled Qian Tongs eyes. “Master Gu, this was just one failed mission. Can you give me another chance? There won’t be a next time.”

Gu Chen caressed the small sphere in his hand, thinking about how Meng Yu still lived carefree, and Li Zhe had not met his end either. He did not like the feeling of failure.

Gu Chen’s thin lips parted slightly. “No more chances. For your years of service, I will take care of your family to some extent.”

Hearing Gu Chen mention his family, Qian Tong instantly stopped his pleas. He feared that if he continued, Gu Chen might lose patience and harm his family.

Gu Chen was ruthless, but he was also generous.

In the beginning, out of necessity, Qian Tong had volunteered to be Gu Chen’s assistant, trading his life for wealth for his family. Now, he had achieved what he wanted.

But Qian Tong could not shake the fear. Gu Chen was a man with a twisted mind.

Since the day Gu Chen’s legs had become disabled, he had taken pleasure in seeing others break their legs. Every person who failed a mission had their kneecaps broken by Gu Chen and was thrown into the dungeon, left to their own devices.

They called it ‘left to their own devices,’ but no one had ever come out alive. After all, a person with broken legs could not escape from the dungeon.

Seeing Qian Tong suddenly fall silent, trembling in place, Gu Chen raised an eyebrow. “It seems you’ve made up your mind. Let’s begin.”

Several people emerged from the shadows, brandishing steel rods as they approached Qian Tong. Even though Qian Tong had mentally prepared himself, he could not suppress the fear welling up inside him.

He looked towards Gu Chen with pleading eyes, hoping that Gu Chen, for the sake of their years together, would spare him. But all he saw in Gu Chen’s calm, cold gaze was indifference.

Qian Tong had not even had a chance to avert his gaze when his limbs were pinned down, and those horrifying steel rods were mercilessly swung at his kneecaps, over and over.

Gu Chen listened to Qian Tongs piercing screams, closing his eyes slightly. He seemed as if he were enjoying a beautiful melody.

After his legs were injured, he grew to detest anyone who stood on the ground and looked down on him. He despised the mockery, taunts, pity, and disgust that he saw in their eyes. That was why he wanted to make others just like him, turning them into powerless dwarves, unable to stand.

Every time he heard those people’s screams, he felt an immense sense of satisfaction and joy.

Even though he had recovered from his leg injury eight years ago, he chose to remain in his wheelchair. He simply wanted to see how others felt about him. As long as someone showed even the slightest sign of discomfort, he would make them experience what it was like not to be able to stand.

His thoughts wandered back to that winter four years ago, when he had been captivated by a certain girl at first sight.

He wanted to appear in front of that girl again, to see her reaction to him. If she was like everyone else, he would break her legs.

Sure enough, the girl had not disappointed him. Her eyes held no mockery, no pity, no disgust, just an indifferent gaze as she returned the ball to him.

Especially later, when the girl looked at another girl with disgust in her eyes, that made Gu Chen even happier. The girl’s disgust towards others but not towards him had pleased him immensely.

Gu Chen had to admit that Shen Xi’s hatred towards Jiang Xue had put him in a good mood. And that was why he never laid a hand on Jiang Xue.

Every time he thought about the contrasting looks on Shen Xi’s face as she looked at Jiang Xue and him, Gu Chen found joy in his heart..