CHAPTER 138: CHAPTER 138 DON’T CUT OFF MY FINGERS!

Not long after, all the Ji Family’s servants were rounded up and brought to the guest house living room.

A total of twelve servants were present, while the butler and A Xiu were absent because they were accompanying Old Madam Ji at the hospital.

"Who among you called Ji Wei today?" Mo Qian’s voice rang out coldly, each word striking heavily on everyone’s hearts: "You’d better confess immediately to avoid suffering."

Suddenly dragged to the living room by bodyguards dressed in black, the servants were thrown into confusion, not knowing what had happened. Hearing Mo Qian’s words, most of them looked bewildered, unable to make sense of the situation.

When his words fell, the room fell into an eerie silence; not a single person dared to step forward and admit.

"Not willing to speak, are you?" Mo Qian’s voice carried a chill devoid of any warmth. "Fine, then start with him—interrogate each one, one by one!"

Mo Qian gestured to a servant standing in the front row and gave his cold command.

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and dragged the servant out.

"No! No, don’t cut my fingers, please—" It wasn’t long before blood-curdling screams echoed from beyond the doors.

The cries of pain were unbearable to hear and drained all blood from the faces of everyone present. Those with weaker mental fortitude fainted on the spot, while others trembled uncontrollably like leaves in the wind.

Ji Yunxiang’s face was ashen as she tried to intervene, "Mr. Gu... These people are Ji Family’s servants. You don’t have the right to punish them this way, and if you mutilate their fingers and render them disabled, how can they serve in the future?"

"Shut up." Mo Qian cast Ji Yunxiang a frosty glance, silencing her instantly.

He raised his hand to glance at his watch and addressed the remaining eleven servants: "You don’t have much time. Either confess now or continue to lose fingers."

With those words, another servant was dragged away by two bodyguards.

The screams of agony erupted again, seeping dread into everyone’s hearts. The psychological defense of the servants began to crumble under the pressure, and finally, someone couldn’t bear it anymore and stood up, pointing accusingly at an attractive female servant, declaring, "I know who called the young lady—it was her, A Qin! I happened to overhear her talking on the phone while I was passing the garden this afternoon."

The accused servant, A Qin, froze in fear. Her attempts at defending herself were shaky and filled with terror: "You... you’re lying! I was calling my family, not the young lady!"

At the moment A Qin was identified, Ji Yunxiang’s heart sank instantly; her nails dug deep into her palms out of intense anxiety.

Mo Qian immediately issued his icy order to the bodyguards: "Take her away. If she doesn’t confess within a minute, cut off one finger. Continue until every finger is gone."

"Understood!"

A Qin collapsed on the floor, utterly terrified. She cast a desperate glance at Ji Yunxiang, but Ji Yunxiang pretended not to notice and turned her gaze away.

A Qin was dragged out by two bodyguards. It didn’t take more than two minutes before she confessed everything.

A bodyguard rushed back in, leaned down, and whispered a few words into Mo Qian’s ear.

Mo Qian cast Ji Yunxiang a glance filled with icy menace and gave his command: "Leave two guards here to watch over her and her mother. The rest, follow me!"

Without lingering, he strode out the door without pause.

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Ji Wei was already near exhaustion on the turbulent lake surface amid the storm.

Half of her body was submerged in the water, with only her hands desperately clinging to the edge of the wooden plank.

The rain, which had briefly subsided, became even fiercer again. It pounded on her face and body, making it increasingly more difficult for her arms to keep holding on.

Through blurry vision, she stared at the raging waters. Her mind clung to one last thought—she had to hold on, she must not let go, absolutely cannot...

If she let go, she would sink to the bottom of the lake and never wake up again.

Having finally been reborn into this life, she refused to die. She couldn’t, and wouldn’t!

If she died, how would Mo Qian react? She dared not imagine the face of that aloof and noble man when confronted with her cold, lifeless body.

Time ticked by, and every moment of endurance was a tremendous challenge for Ji Wei.

The strength in her body was fading. Her eyelids grew heavier, and no matter how unwilling she was, her grip on the plank was loosening bit by bit...

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