He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"We have lived and died for you, how could you do this to us?"

The man roared with grief and anger, feeling betrayed by Saiman.

"It seems that you have all been brainwashed by Hamor, and you have been completely brainwashed."

Saiman's voice was calm, without anger or irritability.

He took back the sword and handed it to Rank, who had not yet reacted. After that, he took out his mobile phone and called Hamor.

Hamor just beeped and answered, "Where have you been?"

His voice was urgent and his expression was angry.

"Where do I need to report to you?"

Saiman asked back, with a cold tone and a distant tone.

Hamor, who had been hurriedly looking for Saiman in the villa, stopped, as if he was shocked by the voice, and froze in place.

He bit his lip as if to hold back something, and clenched the hand on his thigh into a fist.

He turned his back to the morning sun, and the golden light fell on him. The reflection made it impossible to see his expression at this time, but it could be seen from his clenched fists that he seemed to be unwilling, and he could still vaguely see it on his forehead. Sweat.

Hamor forced himself to take a deep breath. After a long time, he returned to Saiman with a cold voice, "I have no problem with you going out, but you must take my people with you. This is my rule here."

"Bring your people with you so you can monitor me?"

There was a hint of sneer in Saiman's voice, low and gentle, making people feel hairy.

Hamor's hand on his thigh clenched again. He looked angry, but he was trying his best to restrain himself.

It turns out that it's not that he doesn't get angry, maybe he just hides it too well.

"This is not your palace. I don't need to tell you how many people want your life. You know it better than anyone else." Hamor warned Saiman, his voice urgent.

"My palace? Are you sure?" Saiman raised his lips and mocked, "You work for my mother, and my mother supports my fourth brother, then you are my fourth brother's person. Who will the palace belong to in the future? Are you so smart? Do you still need me to analyze it with you one by one?"

Hamor opened his mouth to say something, but found that he could not refute, and clenched his fists again.

"If it's because I rejected you and you feel unhappy and want to vent your anger, then come back to me and vent your anger. Isn't it interesting to risk your own life?"

Hamor seemed to be filled with rage, which he kept suppressing until his neck tendons bulged.

After hearing Hamor's words, Saiman's sarcastic expression disappeared and was replaced by silence.

"Since you chose my mother, we are not the same person. From now on, you are you and I am me. If we meet again, we will be enemies, nothing more."

At this time, Saiman's mind was extremely calm, without any impulse, and he also understood that it would be meaningless for him to stand still. Anyway, he didn't protect anything he wanted to protect, so why should he worry about it?

"I don't know if you are pretending to be stupid or if you think I, Saiman, am really stupid. The Queen Mother keeps holding you in her hand and refuses to give it to me, just because she wants to use you to control me."

"Maybe I wouldn't have cared so much before. I have to thank you for helping my mother to ruin my reputation in the past few years. You gave me a lot of enemies for no reason. You also made me understand that no matter what I do, you can't do it." It will be mine."

Saiman stopped at this point, and the cold air seemed to have been transmitted to Hamol through the mobile phone, making Hamol bite his lower lip tightly, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

"I've wasted enough time on you, it's time to end."

Like the God of Death giving an ultimatum, he coldly reduced all the past to zero, and hung up the phone immediately after speaking.

"Saiman? Saiman."

Hamel yelled into the phone, but what he received in response was bottomless silence.

Hamor's hands were shaking so much that he frantically called Saiman's cell phone back, but the response was, "The number you dialed cannot be answered at the moment. Please call again later..."

Hamor was extremely angry, but there was too much and he couldn't calm down.

He covered his mouth to resist the urge to spit it out and forced himself to calm down, but he stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, he held on to the wall in time.

His face gradually turned pale, and his stomach began to cramp. Due to profuse sweating, his long silver-white hair stuck to his face.

At this time, Hamor was not wearing any shoes, he was still wearing a nightgown, and he didn't even have time to tie up his long hair. He immediately rushed out of the room when he noticed that Saiman was gone.

"Lord Hamor."

His subordinate Aos hurried to the second floor. When he saw the corridor, Hamor immediately ran to him and said, "All the guards at the back door were knocked unconscious, and the snipers on the outside were unable to find out how His Highness got out of the villa. Your Highness He should have been guarding them all night, figured out the loopholes in their shift change, and took the opportunity to leave."

"I'm sorry, so many of us can't look down on His Highness, please punish him." Ao Si lowered his head and apologized.

Hamor didn't say anything. He suddenly covered his mouth and rushed to the room. He ran into the bathroom and vomited violently while holding the toilet.

Oss was not frightened, as if he was used to seeing it. He walked quickly to the bedside table to get Hamel's medicine, poured a glass of water and quickly entered the bathroom.

After vomiting, Hamol's face was full of tears. He looked as if he had escaped from hell, his eyes were red and he was extremely embarrassed.