Chapter 5, Shameless Scoundrel

These bastards

I have long wanted to teach you a lesson, and it is just right to deal with both the old and the young together

Yang Ji stood dazed by the bedside, filled with doubts

Yang Ji has offended the "First Lady" of the clan, and his future is predictable. The things that belong to him will surely be divided up completely—though there aren't many valuable items.

Just a dozen steps away, Yang Yong was holding Liang Bo's neck with one hand, pinning him against the wall like a duck in a vice, while two tall henchmen stood by his side, their feet firmly planted on the ground.

Is it an illusion

Boom

Unfortunately, this old fool is out of touch and does not recognize the times

Well

After a day of hard work, it is unexpected that I must return empty-handed

Mr. Liang's trachea was compressed, causing his face to turn red and making it difficult for him to breathe, resembling a candle flickering in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment

Yang Yong cursed fiercely in his heart

Yang Ji's entire body began to tremble, and that sensation was certainly not that of any fabric. That thin feeling, which clung closely to the body, could only be skin

In the darkness, no one saw Yang Ji lying on the bed, his body emitting waves of crimson light. Subsequently, a point of bright, dazzling light, like a falling tear, flew out from Yang Ji's embrace, slowly rising, bit by bit, bit by bit. It adhered to the center of Yang Ji's forehead, gradually penetrating inward.

Rather than benefiting others at a low cost, it is better to benefit oneself. Yang Ji has taken a liking to the old steward

Such matters of assistance also depend on the recipient

Returning from outside, Yang Ji felt a heavy heart

Hehe, old man, I trust you haven't forgotten the lesson I taught you last time. If you refuse to heed my words again this time, it won't just be a few punches to your face or some bruises that are at stake

to bring shame upon oneself

Yang Ji strode over, and just as he touched the flint on the table, he heard a low murmur of curses from outside through the howling wind, as if someone was arguing

Yang Ji furrowed his brows; that fierce voice sounded so familiar, yet he couldn't recall it at the moment. At that time, Yang Ji heard another voice:

Go take a look in his room; it is cleaner and tidier than any other place. Unlike the useless people around me, who are clumsy and forgetful, they can't even manage to prepare a foot bath properly, either making it too cold or too hot

Yang Ji, that scoundrel, killed his parents at the age of seven. Generally, a person like him would have long since perished

Such lessons should certainly be imparted by him

What is going on? When did I gain such great strength, and why does my body seem to have grown taller?

Yang Ji lowered his head, feeling dazed and confused, not even aware of how he passed through the side gate of the Yang residence

Yang Ji's feelings in his mind became clearer, as if he was about to remember that person, but he was still a little short. Nevertheless, it was evident that these individuals were not of good character

That pleading voice belongs to Liang Bo! They are bullying Liang Bo!

With a loud bang, Yang Ji burst through the door like an enraged beast, charging out of the room...

Yang Jiqing woke up and let out a heavy sigh. The room was silent, and he could hear the howling wind outside the window, which made the night seem particularly unsettling.

He has recruited him several times, and the last time he taught him a lesson. Originally, I thought he would be a bit smarter this time, but unexpectedly, he still did not agree.

Boom

Yang Ji witnessed this scene, his eyes filled with rage, and with a sudden step, he charged forward like a cannonball, his eyes blazing red

Yang Ji's mind exploded with realization; he finally understood who these people were. He also knew who they had been bullying

Twenty copper coins not only did not increase my income, but I also spent five of them. I sold so many couplets to those shops, and tomorrow they will surely not sell out. If I go to write more couplets, I fear I won't earn much at all. The New Year is not yet here, and we are left with only fifteen copper coins. What to do, what to do

... ...

He had already made up his mind; if the old man did not agree... after all, killing one or two subordinates within the clan was not considered a major issue.

This ... ... is this my skin!

He had not prepared to jump off the bed at all, but with that push, the force was immense, directly causing Yang Ji to flip over the edge of the bed and fall to the ground

He no longer knew what the people behind him were saying. Yang Ji only felt a surge of anger rising in his chest, fiercely burning, almost ready to explode

Yang Ji thought to himself

No, I cannot leave the young master

Yang Yong

Old fool, who do you think you are? It is your fortune that I, the young master, take notice of you. What benefits can you possibly gain by following that useless Yang Ji?

This is the final result of Yang Ji

Yang Ji lay down on the bed, his mind in a daze, and without undressing, he fell asleep in his clothes

It turned out to be a dream

Behind them, two tall guards crossed their arms and chuckled coldly, their gazes filled with mockery, showing no intention of making a move

The old butler's voice was kind and concerned, as he stood at the door, not knowing how long he had been waiting

The pain of losing a loved one can only be truly understood by those who have experienced it themselves. Yang Ji merely feels a sense of guilt towards Liang Bo

Yang Ji lowered his head, feeling a slight warmth on his face

But this old fellow took care of him for eight years, enduring pressure from the family, and surprisingly managed to ensure that the little brat's life was well-organized and orderly

Yang Yong pinned the old butler against the wall, seething with anger and humiliation

What right does Yang Ji have to have an old servant who is even more loyal than himself

I am not hungry, Liang Bo, you can eat first. I am a bit tired and would like to sleep for a while first

... ...

It seems that the lesson given to him was still too lenient

It is fundamentally impossible to achieve this with Yang Ji's strength

Old thing, you must think it through. I, the young master, do not always have such good patience

His body became increasingly hot, and eventually, he turned completely red and even developed a fever

However, Yang Ji did not feel any pain, as if he had merely torn apart something inconsequential.

Ah!

Yang Ji suddenly shouted in his heart, abruptly sitting up from the bed. He opened his eyes wide, his chest heaving rapidly, drenched in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

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Although he gave all his money to Yang Erniu for a moment of pleasure, Yang Ji does not regret it. In that situation, if he had turned a blind eye, he would have deeply regretted it

In his anger, he did not realize the incredible force behind his kick; the ground where his foot landed even sank, leaving a clear footprint.

Yang Ji sat on the bed for a while, suddenly feeling that something was not quite right with his body

Mr. Liang

Yang Yong has always believed that having obedient servants is best when they are kept close at hand

Yang Ji, this fool, still believes that relying on sheer bravado will allow him to teach him a harsh lesson

The flint is on the desk and needs to be taken to the window side

Yang Yong, despite lacking skills, is still a disciple of the Yang clan. Having been immersed in a plethora of medicinal herbs since childhood, he possesses the cultivation of the fifth stage of breathing. To deal with someone like Yang Ji, he is more than capable.

However, the more this was the case, the more Yang Ji felt guilty in his heart

Turn on the light and take a look

As Yang Ji charged forward, Yang Yong remained completely unperturbed. With a firm stamp of his foot, he too charged fiercely towards Yang Ji.

Hehe, Yang Ji, this is you seeking your own demise

The old steward remarked that there was no mention of Yang Ji going out to earn money

Yang Ji lifted the blanket, turned over, propped himself up with his arm, and leaped high, directly falling off the bed.

Yang Ji stood at the door, looking into the distance, trembling with anger

A low murmur of laughter suddenly arose around, and another voice, seemingly that of a guard, faintly drifted in with the wind

The room was pitch dark, and not a sound could be heard. Only the occasional sound of the wind could be heard blowing in through the cracks of the window. The old steward merely thought that Yang Ji wanted to rest for a while and did not come in to disturb him

It is quite strange

In his dream, Yang Ji seemed to witness the memories of countless individuals, along with an intense, boundless sense of loneliness, fear, sadness... and pain

Yang Ji's eyes were about to burst with rage as he let out a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the house

At this moment, Yang Ji finally heard another aged, pleading voice

What consequences will there be for offending the "Madam"... old man, you are a smart person, you must know this! Recently, I am in need of a servant by my side. As long as you follow me and work diligently, you will enjoy the best of everything in the future. So, what do you think? Think it over carefully... However, make sure you are certain— I do not like being rejected

First, light the oil lamp before speaking

At that moment, Yang Yong heard a thunderous roar, as if the entire house had exploded. The door to the room nearby burst open with a bang, and a furious figure charged out from within.

You must be very tired after a busy day. I have prepared some porridge, which is on the table. Please have some to fill your stomach first

Hehehe

Yang Ji

Young master, you have returned

Yang Ji furrowed his brows, suddenly reached out to rub his body as if something was being torn apart. With a strong pull, there was a tearing sound, and a whole thin piece was ripped off from his body.

Dream on, you!

Yang Ji felt a deep sense of guilt within himself

... ...

Yang Yong has always wanted to poach the old steward.

In that instant, Yang Ji was completely awakened, and a profound sense of horror surged from within his heart

On this night, Yang Ji had a very long dream. In the dream, he saw many bizarre scenes, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed as if he had seen nothing at all

Yang Ji was utterly perplexed, his mind in a state of confusion, even questioning whether he had truly just jumped out of bed.

He pressed for a long time, but the old man was stubborn and refused to yield. He had been holding in a lot of anger, and unexpectedly, he happened to encounter the very person he was looking for

As the sky grew darker, Yang Ji lay in bed in a daze, his mind swirling with thoughts of the old steward, then his mother, and then shifting to the woman in the clan whom he deeply despised

Yang Yong was stunned and speechless

Yang Yong quickly realized, a shadowy smile appeared on his face, and instead of being startled, he felt joy.