“Yes, Young Master Li!” A subordinate answered respectfully.A short while later, a basin of cold water was placed in Li Mingze’s hands. Li Mingze stared at Li Mingxuan’s bruised and battered body, and with a sinister laugh, he fiercely poured this basin of cold water over Li Mingxuan’s head.It was winter. When a basin of cold water landed on his body, Li Mingxuan’s mind was stimulated, waking up from his daze.“You’re awake?” Li Mingze’s expression was as fierce as a ghost.Li Mingze frowned. His mind wasn’t quite clear at the moment.Li Mingze stepped forward and grabbed onto Li Mingxuan’s hair. He sneered and said, “Li Mingxuan, the Patriarch’s position is mine. Even if Yang Xiao comes, it will be of no use. Once I sit firmly on the Patriarch’s seat, it will be the day of your death! I’m going to torture you to death now, I’m going to torture you to death!”“Men, prepare the best salt, pour it all on Li Mingxuan’s injuries!”"Yes, Childe Li!" The group of followers all smile
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