My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1268 Do You Want Your Life or Gold Coins?

“Master, let’s go quickly!”

Seeing that Yu Jinming was still standing rooted to the ground at this critical moment, the servant couldn’t help but shout anxiously.

After suffering such a huge loss and losing so much face, how would Yu Jinming be willing to leave?

However, before he turned around and cursed, he happened to see Steward Yu being beaten up by Lu Zijia. His original hatred instantly turned into fear.

Obviously, Yu Jinming had never thought that Lu Zijia would really dare to offend the Yu family.

Bang!

“Pfft!”

Lu Zijia picked up Steward Yu with one hand as if she was throwing a sandbag and threw him away abruptly.

No one knew if Lu Zijia did it on purpose, but she threw him up to the second floor.

Everyone only heard a loud bang and then, as if something sprayed over, there was no more movement.

Obviously, Steward Yu either really fainted, or pretended to faint.

And everyone was more inclined to the former. After all, Lu Zijia’s way of leaving just then was extremely cruel!

If he still didn’t faint after being beaten up like that, it had to be said that Steward Yu’s tenacity was completely comparable to a cockroach!

“Your turn.”

After dealing with Steward Yu, Lu Zijia immediately looked at Yu Jinming again.

As for Yu Jinming, he seemed to have suddenly woken up at this moment and almost subconsciously wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

“Young Master Yu, didn’t you say just now that you wouldn’t let me return? Why are you running now?”

Lu Zijia flashed and stood in front of Yu Jinming, looking at the panicked person with a faint smile.

“My… My grandfather is a first-grade alchemist. If… If you dare to touch me, my grandfather will definitely not let you off!”

Lu Zijia narrowed her eyes slightly and a dangerous light circulated in her eyes. “But I’ve already touched you just now.

“Since you won’t let me go, there’s no reason for me not to drag you down with me, right?”

Lu Zijia didn’t give Yu Jinming a chance to speak again at all. The moment she finished talking, she attacked again.

Bang!

“Argh!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Argh!”

Perhaps she was addicted to playing with sandbags, Lu Zijia caught Yu Jinming and threw him away.

Before Yu Jinming’s scream ended, she caught him again and threw him out again.

After moving more than ten times like this, Lu Zijia finally stopped.

And Yu Jinming, who had experienced more than ten violent attacks, was bruised and battered at this moment. He looked like he was on the verge of death.

“Young… Young Master…”

The terrified servant stood rooted to the ground in a daze. He looked at Yu Jinming, who was lying on the ground with a face that was as swollen as a pig’s head, and his legs were trembling violently.

“Have you thought about it? Do you want your life? Or do you want gold coins?” Lu Zijia stood in front of Yu Jinming condescendingly and asked with a “friendly” smile.

At this moment, there wasn’t a single part of Yu Jinming’s body that didn’t hurt. Meeting Lu Zijia’s faint smile, he was both terrified and resentful in his mind.

But at this moment, he wasn’t really stupid enough to think that Lu Zijia wouldn’t dare to do anything to him.

Perhaps they didn’t dare to kill him, but they would definitely cripple him!