Dear Commander-in-Chief

The brown-robed great apothecary thought proudly, he could not help but add fuel to the fire. “Lord Deacon, this brat has no respect for the rules and is extremely vulgar. He did not take a careful shower and change his clothes. He did not have proper dining etiquette. He even let his pet bedbug... Oh no, turtle came to cause trouble on purpose and repeatedly broke the rules of our medicine palace. He really deserves to die. I suggest...”

However, the Lord Deacon ignored his request and coldly interrupted him. He said indifferently, “It’s the Medicine Palace’s fault for not treating the guests well. Men!”

Another brown-robed great medicine master hurriedly walked over from the back hall. “Here.”

“Send him to feed the flower fertilizer.”The Lord Deacon’s words were like gold. His cold thin lips opened and closed as he spat out these five words.

It made everyone’s heart jump when they heard it!

Heavens, Mister Ye merely said a few words for his own tortoise, but he actually angered the people from the medicine palace and wanted to send him to be fed with fertilizer.

How terrifying, how cruel!

They instantly had a feeling of a fox mourning the death of a rabbit, and they began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just as everyone thought that Gu Qi was bound to die for sure.

Suddenly!

The pharmacist who came later moved like lightning and swiftly bound the wrist of the brown-robed pharmacist from before.

Before the brown-robed pharmacist could struggle, he was twisted and sent down.

Outside the hall, the faint sound of a blunt weapon hitting could be heard.

Following that was a desperate scream.

A few minutes later, the new brown-robed pharmacist came back. His hand seemed to still carry a faint bloody smell.

He came back and reported to the deacon, “According to the deacon, it has been dealt with. It is buried under the flower field in the backyard.”

Everyone’s hearts pounded!

So the person the deacon announced to be executed as flower fertilizer was actually the brown-robed great pharmacist from before? ? ?

God, this..

Everyone felt as if a dead fly had been stuffed into their hearts. They did not feel relaxed at all.

If a person could deal with his subordinates so cruelly and mercilessly, he was definitely a ruthless person.

Everyone’s hands, which were holding their knives and forks, trembled even more..

On the other hand, the person involved, Gu Qiqi, sat there calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with her and was not because of her.

She looked down at the plate in front of her.

That plate was the mushroom soup that had just been served.

Previously, the deacon had thrown the little dirty turtle into the plate that was filled with soup.

The little dirty turtle had been reborn after the calamity. It fell pitifully into the hot soup. It was so hot that it quivered and cried out, “Bad guy! That bad guy!”

Gu Qiqi used spiritual sense to communicate with it. “Can you tell the background of the man in the Gray Robe?”

The little dirty turtle was depressed. “I can’t tell! He’s unfathomable!”

Gu qiqi asked, “What’s the difference between our strength and his?”

The little dirty turtle was even gloomier. “Let’s put it this way. Even if we reach the green rank, we won’t be able to defeat him. Only when we reach the purple rank will we have a chance!”

Gu qiqi muttered, “So powerful...”

The little dirty turtle gritted his teeth. “It’s never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!”

After saying that, he added in a timid voice, “Why don’t we leave after dinner?”? “I heard from the new brown-robed pharmacist that there’s still a flower field in the backyard. As the first place winner, we have the right to go to the backyard to pick herbs. “When we openly pick one, they won’t have any reason to say anything, right?”

Gu Qiqi remained calm. “Do you think they need a reason to deal with us?”

The little dirty turtle’s face fell. “They don’t need...”

Depressed! They didn’t need a reason to be bullied by the strong!

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since they had tasted the feeling of being crushed by the strong until they couldn’t get up.

The last time was when..

Before the little dirty turtle could remember.

The gray-robed man on the main seat suddenly said indifferently, “Are you all done eating?”