"Brother, are you trying to take Lang Tubar's life?"
Luo Yining asked with lingering fear. To be honest, having such a fierce beast appear in this lake, if a person were to accidentally fall in, it would likely be a life-or-death situation.
Luo Yihe gave a slight smile, a mysterious and eerie one, "I'm not one of those crocodiles, how would I know whether they'll take his life?"
Well, with Luo Yihe saying that, he was completely shirking responsibility.
In other words, he just set up such a scenario. Whether Lang Tubar would fall into the lake or manage to survive depended solely on his own luck.
Zhen Xing, listening on the side to the young master's words, couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
Sometimes, he feels that the young master's heart is quite dark.
The tasks the young master often assigned him made him quite fearful, even terrified.
"Zhen Xing, keep an eye on the matters of the Water Courtyard for me. Report anything to me."
"Yes, young master."
