A timid voice of a maidservant came from outside, "Reporting to Young Master, it's a servant girl."
Murong Yu glanced at the attendant. "Go …"
When the door opened, a maidservant was so frightened that she suddenly kneeled down. She held a bowl of soup in her hands and said, "Young Noble, this is the broth that this young lady sent over for me to taste, right?"
"This broth …" Murong Yu glanced at the broth. "Take her away …"
"Come here …"
The maidservant was frightened, "Young Master, your servant didn't hear anything."
Crash …
The maid's throat was cut by the servant, and the maid fell to the ground, covered in blood.
"Young master, leave it to your subordinate."
Murong Yu didn't even look at the girl and just said, "Clean up the bodies and carry out the plan."
The man saluted and cupped his fist. "Yes."
I won't lose.
Yes, he wouldn't lose, he was Murong Yu after all.