107 Chapter 107- Reward is Punishmen

After taking a long warm bath to clean the thick blood stench, Mo Zhaoshan went back to his study room like nothing happened.

Eversince Mistress Jing was sent to her 'Holy Dream', Master regained that cold, impassive face of his even he takes lives with his own hands. Sigh.

"Master, as you ordered, the bodies were fed to Little Jiaojaio. That lion must be full by now. Hehe." Butler Rong said as his lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile.

If someone could see this scene, they might as well say that, like master, like butler.

"En." He casually said.

"We recorded everything before execution Master Mo. It was done before we went down, we cleaned everything."

Mo Zhaoshan smiled playfully at his butler.

"You seemed to be more inspired these days, Rong Yue. You're more efficient now huh??" Mo Zhaoshan teased.

Butler Rong can't help but blush as he tried to hide his face from his cunning master.

"I can't make it five times larger anymore. How about...."

Butler Rong listened intently in secret... his eyes expectant. Will master give me a day off now? ☆_☆

"Taking a mission for me..."

Thud.

Butler Rong slumped at his chair.

MASTER! I WAS ABLE TO LESSEN YOUR WORK AND NOW YOU'RE SO SHAMELESS TO ASK ME FOR MORE?!

Butler Rong's face is evidently indignant as he almost pouted his lips.

"Why? Don't like to?..."

A smile drew from Mo Zhaoshan's lips. However Butler Rong almost went insane as his back turned stiff and his heart trembled.

"You can---"

"MASTER...W--WAIT. I'm your most loyal aide here! How come I can turn your request down. I'm willing. I'm willing alright?" He said with tears in his eyes.

Mo Zhaoshan laughed out loud as he scratched his head.

"I'm just going to tell you that you must make Lady Thea go outside for a dinner..."

Omo!!!

Master...Why do this to me?

Butler Rong blushed as he let himself pout and draw circles on thr floor.

Asking Lady Thea out will cost me all the increase that I'll be receiving for the next three months!

"*sniff* I'll go now Master Mo and carry out your order *sniff*"

The poor butler stood up and bowed to Mo Zhaoshan. He left as soon as possible, not prolonging his agony even more.