Chapter 4: The Evil Servant in the Household

Chun'er glanced at the distant lights fading into the night, sighed, and said heavily: "You must not disregard what the steward has said. He is known for being cold and unfeeling. If he says he will send a document to the court, he will certainly do so. You should think of a way, or perhaps plead with him..."

Li Haoran spoke coldly, his words laced with anger, and with a flick of his sleeve, he left without a backward glance

Not far away, Li Fu approached step by step, coldly looking at Li Haoran in the pavilion, and said sternly: "Young Prince, regarding today's matter, you have already violated the ancestral rules! According to the ancestral rules, you are to receive one hundred strokes of the rod, followed by the amputation of one hand and one foot, and be expelled from the family! However, considering that you are the sole descendant of the Li family and have just recovered from a serious illness, I will spare you from these punishments. As for the violation of the ancestral rules, I will duly report it to the court through official documents!"

I have made my decision, and I do not regret it

Hmph! I cannot beg for mercy from a dog! Since he wants to sue, let him go ahead! I haven't truly practiced martial arts, so what do I have to fear from him!

Take it away

Li Haoran lay on the ground like a dead dog, still being held down by the housekeeper. He appeared utterly disheveled, and he was even more shocked by Li Fu's words, left speechless in response

If it were in the past, Li Haoran would not have cared about these matters. Being bullied was just being bullied; he could endure it for the sake of survival, for that meager and pitiful salary

What are you doing? All of you step back, do not act recklessly

"Damn! I am the master of this household. You dog-like servants are truly tired of living like characters in a book! I will destroy you..."

Having said that, Li Fu let out a cold snort, speaking from a position of superiority, as if he were reprimanding a servant, his words laced with a hint of disdain

What exactly does Li Fu rely on? Is it the court? Does he not fear the law? Committing an offense against authority is a grave crime

The servants standing inside the pavilion looked coldly at Li Haoran, unmoved by his words. Instead, they seemed to be waiting for Li Fu's command, as if in the Anle Wangfu, Li Fu was the true master, while Li Haoran was merely a lowly servant

Take Tang Kai away and warn him not to speak nonsense, lest he brings harm to our young prince

He absolutely does not believe that Li Fu has come this time for the reasons stated, nor will he believe that Li Fu would actually write a document to expose him

As soon as these words were spoken, the servant released Li Haoran. However, Li Haoran did not move; instead, he lowered his head to look at the ground, his fists tightly clenched, and his heart was incessantly roaring: "Just wait! Just wait! Once I have power, I will make you pay!"

Bang

Li Haoran clenched his fist, suddenly stood up, turned around, and approached the bedside, retrieving the volume of the "Manual of All Poisons" from beneath the pillow

Is it merely for the ancestral rules and teachings of the Anle Wang lineage

She did not know how to persuade Li Haoran, but seeing the intense pain etched on his face, she felt a deep ache in her own heart.

At this moment, Tang Kai, with his eyes hazy from intoxication, had already ceased his incessant narration. He looked somewhat bewildered at the servant approaching with a picture book, raised the empty wine cup from the table, and shouted loudly: "Drink! Drink! Drink!"

At this moment, he chose to endure rather than chase after Li Fu like a mad dog, cursing and shouting in anger, as that would only lead to his own humiliation

Are these people still servants of the Wang residence? Why do I feel as if they are specifically here to deal with me

After Li Fu and his companions left, Chun'er hurriedly ran over, supporting the pale-faced Li Haoran, and looked at him with concern, asking.

Although he had gained some understanding of the cultivation of the Dao, he was not yet prepared to practice the techniques of ink, elegance, and literary spirit. However, he could no longer wait; he wanted to become stronger

Their power is immense, and I am currently no match for them! I can only surpass them by cultivating martial arts

Who gave you the right? You, a lowly sycophant, I am the King of Comfort... Come here, capture this sycophant Li Fu for me, I will deal with him properly!

He is the true master here; Li Fu's actions today are certainly not those befitting a servant!

That man seemed oblivious, completely unmoved, and instead looked towards Li Fu, who was approaching from a distance

Little Prince, are you injured?

Beside her, Chun'er bit her lip tightly, her face pale as she fixed her gaze on the servants who had come with Li Fu. Her heart was filled with countless doubts; she could not understand why these people were behaving this way. What authority did Li Fu possess? Had Li Fu already taken control of the Wang residence?

However, as soon as Li Haoran lifted his leg, he was pressed to the ground by a servant nearby, falling hard and landing on his backside, causing him to turn pale and tremble all over from the pain

Before long, Li Haoran returned to the room. After dismissing Chun'er, he sat alone at the desk, gazing at the flickering candlelight before him, feeling a sense of oppression in his heart with no outlet for release

Li Haoran was lost in thought, repeatedly recalling the scene from earlier and the fragments of memories in his mind. With each recollection, his heart grew increasingly cold and heavy.

Li Haoran did not believe that everyone would listen to Li Fu. He summoned his courage and shouted loudly once more, hoping to cover up the trembling of his body and to observe the loyalty of these servants. However, his words were empty and powerless, and no one paid any attention.

Li Fubing looked coldly ahead, his gaze seemingly carrying a hint of chill, yet his heart was blooming with rage: "Indeed, when there is a path to heaven, you refuse to take it, yet you walk into hell without a door! Haha, it seems my plan must be advanced!"

Get lost

I have held the position of steward of the Anle Prince's residence for over forty-six years. Since the old prince took charge, I have been responsible for all matters within and outside the residence. Even when the old prince made mistakes in the past, he had to submit to my punishment; how much more so for you

If today's matter were to be spread, the Anle Wang lineage would surely be laughed at by the world

This is not only for the sake of appearances, but also to cultivate a strong heart and take a crucial step forward, as well as to prove that he is no longer the person he once was

Inside the pavilion, Li Haoran was momentarily stunned, his mind blank as he looked down at the group of impudent servants on the steps, along with the stern-faced Li Fu

Watching Chun'er being pushed down, and with the drunken haze in his eyes, Li Haoran's hesitation quickly faded away in the face of the chaotic scene. An overwhelming surge of anger rose within him. Fueled by this rush of anger, Li Haoran stepped forward, raising his foot to kick at the servant.

She did not expect that Butler Li Fu would openly defy authority at this moment and in such a setting, and even be disrespectful to the young prince's friend

Having gone through this incident, his sense of crisis has intensified. He does not wish to return to his previous life; he desires change. He aims to trample those who have humiliated him underfoot, and he is determined to quickly cultivate his skills in writing and artistry.

These damned lackeys, I will make sure you know the consequences of bullying me

The current situation has severely threatened his authority. If he remains indifferent and acts as if nothing is happening, who will respect him in the future? Who will regard him with any significance?

But now it is different; he is Li Haoran, he is the King of Anle, and if he wants to become a strong person, he cannot act like a timid turtle

Presumptuous! Who gave you the audacity to meddle in my affairs?

Li Haoran became increasingly calm, the cold light in his eyes growing even colder. Every effect has its cause; yet, Li Haoran had no thoughts about what the cause of today's outcome might be

At that moment, Li Haoran felt a stir in his heart and was about to rise to stop it, but the weakness within him made him hesitate. Moreover, his hands were faintly trembling, and a trace of fear began to grow in his heart.

Li Haoran glared at the housekeeper who had restrained him, and the fear in his heart completely vanished, transforming into boundless rage

Before long, Li Haoran opened the door and, seeing the still-lit room, shouted loudly

As he watched Tang Kai being taken away, Li Haoran felt a mix of sorrow and pain in his heart. He had never expected that after becoming a prince, he would still be bullied by others. At that moment, his desire for martial arts intensified hundreds of times.

Chun'er, who was sitting on the steps outside the pavilion, suddenly stood up. Looking at the crowd approaching in front of her, a surge of anger arose in her heart, her brows furrowed, and she coldly exclaimed.

The approaching servant looked at Chun'er with disdain, ruthlessly pushing her to the ground, and headed straight for Tang Kai in the pavilion.

Chun'er, go find a few people and have them move all the books from the study to me. This prince is determined to work hard and strive for success

These words left Li Haoran deeply shaken; he could not comprehend when Li Fu and these servants had gained such audacity to act so recklessly and commit such an act of great treachery

In the early hours of the morning, while Tang Kai was speaking eloquently and Li Haoran was listening with rapt attention, Li Fu suddenly arrived in a hurry, accompanied by ten servants.

Li Haoran let out a long sigh, his eyes flickering with varying emotions. A myriad of feelings surged within him, and he could only feel a burning pain radiating from his shoulders: "It's nothing, help me back to my room!"

Beside him, the other servants had already restrained the dazed Tang Kai, dragging him away. Meanwhile, Li Haoran was firmly held down by a large hand, as if he were a fish on a chopping board; no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.