After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

He looked at Lu Ze, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, but more so, fear of the destruction of the Marquis's mansion.

"Aze..."

Lu Ze's eyes reddened as he looked at Lu Zhufeng in disbelief, "Brother! You!"

Now the old lady, Lu Jieyue, and Lu Jieshuang all shut their mouths, their faces shifting unpredictably. Fear gripped everyone's minds, and no one dared to plead for Lu Ze anymore.

Compared to Lu Ze's hand, the survival of the Marquis's mansion was clearly more important. Besides, this whole affair was Lu Ze's fault for breaking the rules. Not only did he gamble, but he also racked up a huge debt and even thought of mortgaging the ancestral treasures left behind to protect the mansion.

Lu Zhufeng was torn between his inner thoughts and his own, and finally, he slowly walked towards Lu Ze, each step feeling so heavy.

For a moment, Lu Ze even forgot to breathe. He saw a hint of regret, or something else, in the eyes of his elder brother whom he had admired since childhood, but it passed by in an instant.

Lu Zhufeng finally stopped in front of Lu Ze and raised his hand.

"Brother..." Lu Ze's lips trembled. What broke his heart at this moment was not the fear of having his hand chopped off, but the collapse of trust and family affection over the years.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it came on strong and unstoppable, engulfing and shattering him.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

Lu Zhufeng knocked him unconscious.

Everyone inside Shou'an Hall gasped in shock. Perhaps out of a guilty conscience, no one dared to look at the unconscious Lu Ze.

At this moment, Master Wuxin sighed softly.

Lu Zhufeng looked at Lu Ze with unbearable sorrow, then closed his eyes, a single tear welling up from the corner of his eye.

"Master, let's begin."

A hammer is fixed.

The old lady was too exhausted to continue crying and, unable to bear watching any longer, turned away with her two daughters.

"it is good."

Master Wuxin didn't say much. Over the years, he had seen all the ways of the world and knew that people were generally cold-hearted, which was to be expected.

No matter how good the relationship, or even that of family, it is so vulnerable in the face of absolute self-interest.

He immediately made Dongxu step forward, and with a dagger, he cut a gash in her palm, from which blood gushed out.

He squeezed the blood into a peach wood bowl, which was mixed with some talisman water.

Then, he closed his eyes and whispered a few incantations.

Dongxu trembled a few times, as if possessed by a ghost.

Wei Zhaoning gave her a look.

She immediately said, "You all truly disappoint me!"

Lu Zhufeng, disregarding his discomfort, immediately knelt down.

"Ancestor, it was my fault for not supervising Aze properly, which led him to commit a wrong. I beg you to show leniency. I will retrieve the sword myself and from now on I will keep a close watch on it and do my utmost to protect it."

"Aze's mistakes must be punished, and the Marquis's mansion has no objection. We beg you to show leniency; the Marquis's mansion cannot perish like this!"

The old lady echoed, "We beg our ancestors' forgiveness and protection."

Dongxu sneered, "The Marquis's mansion will be ruined by fools like you sooner or later!"

Lu Zhufeng was startled. "Ancestor, Aze is over there. Do whatever you want to vent your anger. After all, he made a mistake and has to pay for it."

Fear overwhelmed his guilt towards his younger brother; Lu Zhufeng feared that his ancestors would not forgive the Marquis's family so easily.

The others were no different; Lu Jieshuang, being younger, even burst into tears.

"We beg our ancestors for mercy! My second brother is the only one who made a mistake, but we are all still unmarried, in the prime of our lives...we cannot..."

The old lady glanced at her, then took a deep breath.

It seemed like she was looking down on Lu Jieshuang, but upon reflection, wasn't she doing the same thing herself?

That's it.

That's it.

Dongxu's face showed disgust. She picked up the cleaver that had been prepared on the table and walked towards Lu Ze.

Everyone held their breath, as if afraid that if their ancestor really killed Lu Ze, what would happen?

It also seemed as if they were worried, hoping that their ancestor would hurry up and not back out halfway. If Lu Ze's arm could settle things peacefully, that would be the best outcome.

Looking at the scene, Wei Zhaoning suddenly felt nauseous.

Hand up, knife down.

The cold blade sliced ​​through the flesh in an instant. Before the excruciating pain could spread, the entire arm crashed to the ground, splattering a spray of scalding blood.

The flesh and skin of the severed arm were turned inside out, exposing the white bone, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The women were so frightened that they cried out, but their faces showed joy, making it impossible to tell whether they were laughing or crying. The scene was extremely bizarre.

Lu Ze was given a large amount of sedatives and anesthetics, and even when his body was separated, he did not react at all.

"Ancestor, has the ancestor forgiven the Marquis's family?"

Lu Zhufeng immediately asked.

Dongxu: "This is a one-time exception."

After saying this, Master Wuxin recited a few incantations, and Dongxu trembled a few times before returning to her original expression.

Seeing the mess on the ground, she screamed and hid behind Wei Zhaoning, "Miss..."

Lu Zhufeng was relieved to receive a satisfactory answer. Even though Dongxu had recovered, he continued to kowtow to her.

"The younger generation will certainly not disappoint our ancestors! In the future, we will definitely continue the glory of the Marquis's mansion and bring honor to it."

"Thank you, ancestors, for sparing my life! Thank you, ancestors, for your mercy!"

The old lady and the others echoed, "Thank you for your ancestral grace!"

How ironic.

"Our ancestor has passed away; this matter is settled." Master Wuxin could no longer bear to watch.

Lu Zhufeng then came to his senses and looked at Lu Ze, whose arm wound was still bleeding profusely.

"Someone! Summon the imperial physician from the palace!!"

He screamed like a madman, overflowing with guilt, and looked at Lu Ze with immense heartache.

The old lady and the others rushed up, each one wailing and crying.

"Aze! Aze!"

It's ironic that Lu Ze's arm has been detached from his body for quite some time now, yet no one has shown any concern for him.

Wei Zhaoning suddenly realized that they were indeed family.

When you see branches rotting, the roots of a towering tree are often already completely decayed.

Countless maggots wriggled and squeaked wildly.

How can a rotten tree possibly bear good fruit?

Wei Zhaoning pretended to follow along for a while before returning to the side courtyard.

The winter catkins trembled and seemed lost in thought, as if they were afraid.

Wei Zhaoning said, "That's what Lu Ze owes you."

If you're afraid of such a small thing, you'll be exploited to the point of being drained dry in the future.

Dongxu was both frightened and grateful that her mistress had done such a ruthless thing for her.

"Okay..." She pursed her lips at the end, as if it was hard to accept.

Wei Zhaoning didn't say much. Everyone is afraid when their hands get blood on them for the first time, so she simply let her go down and rest first.

It's just one hand; the real show is yet to come.

At this moment, a guard came to report: "Master, Lu Jieshuang and Li Changming have switched places."

Wei Zhaoning's gaze was intense; it seemed she was still afraid.

"Go ahead and do it." A smile played on her lips.

"yes!"

After dealing with Lu Ze, it's time to avenge Ashu.