Where is Yue Yang’s dignity? Where is his moral code? Who said that the people of the Yue family should never stand to be insulted? Is this really Yue Bin’s father, not an imposter?
Yue Yang huffs and puffs, gesturing sharply at his son. “Why are you still in a daze? Don't you see Ning Zhao still standing - bring a chair for your master!” Yue Yang turns to Kong Wuying with a smile. "Sir, I've spoiled this child since he was a baby. His nature is good, but he's a bit of a fool."
Kong Wuying is a bit taken aback. “About the bet, it was just a joke, no need to take it seriously.” He wanted to mess with Yue Bin because of the other’s arrogance, but he didn’t actually want a servant.
"Yes, yes, of course." Yue Yang nods along like a bobblehead doll. “But my Yue family takes our word very seriously. If you don’t accept, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, let alone how I could meet my ancestors after death!”
Kong Wuying doesn’t know what this guy’s ancestors have to do with him but shrugs anyway. “Sure, okay.”
Well, he is used to being served by others so having no one around him has been strange. He also doesn’t want to trouble himself with menial duties either.
Yue Yang beams with joy and tells his son, “Be a good servant.”
“Father!” Yue Bin cries in outrage.
Yue Yang swiftly leaves and only Yue Bin and Kong Wuying are left.
Kong Wuying looks at his new minion. "Do the laundry first."
Yue Bin gestures around with frantic movements, incredulous. “This...This whole thing is ridiculous.”
Kong Wuying shrugs. “Yeah. You can go if you want. I mean, that’s not my dad, I don’t care about what he says.”
Yue Bin thinks about it but he knows his father's temperament. He’s afraid that if he left now, his father would just drag him back again, maybe even bar him from entering the family house.
Compared to his son full of complaints, Yue Yang walks briskly home and hums a ditty tune as he goes. After hearing his son's words, he knew that his fortune was coming. Even young master Xiao Yue, a talented alchemist who can cross the steps to refine the elixir of life, looked at Ning Zhao with delight. Yue Yang’s son won’t suffer at all if he follows Ning Zhao.
There is also this Tiger Vessel pill and Hundred Flowers honey mixture to consider. He will go back and try it. Maybe he can even refine living pills!
Yue Yang rushes back with enthusiasm.
That night, more than ten refining furnaces exploded all throughout Yunyue city.
...
Inside a hidden manor in Yunyue city, Han Xiu was immersed in a bath of blood.
The liquid in the blood pool was dark red and surged with a vicious current, crashing over his naked body, scouring it until the skin splits. However, the energy of the blood pool swiftly heals the injuries.
Dozens of cuts slice into him before they heal up and the wave crashes down only to hack into him again, causing a burning, stinging pain.
But Han Xiu doesn’t leave the bath. His lower lip is bitten bloody and his eyes are red with tears.
...
Yue Bin looks miserable.
It's the ass crack of dawn and Yue Bin, who has just finished his work, is dragging his tired body home.
As a young master of the Yue family, he has been used to pampering and playing about. He’s never done housework in his life.
That damned Ning Zhao asked him to wash and tidy all night, and he even had to make breakfast before he could leave. At the thought of more gloomy days in the future, Yue Bin felt sad. He stomped his feet at he walked, muttering curses and then -
"Ah! Who dug a hole in the road?"
The hole is very shallow. When Yue Bin climbs out of the pit and shakes the dirt off his clothes, he opens his mouth and can't close it for a long time.
The main road of Yunyue City, Yunyue Avenue, is smooth and beautiful. But today, it’s riddled with potholes. Who dug it? Is it a thief?
Over the years, Yue Bin has heard of stealing chickens, dogs and shoes, but he’s never heard of stealing roads. It's not worth it! Of course, it's none of his business. It's up to the city police to worry about it.
Yue Bin drags his tired legs home. As soon as he gets home, he wants to ask his father what the man is thinking. Why should Yue Bin be pushed to Ning Zhao?
Yue Bin steps through the front door and calls over a servant. “Where's my father?"
“Young master,” the servant greets. “The master injured himself in the alchemy room last night, he’s cultivating himself in the house."
Yue Bin quickly runs to his father’s room and shoves open the door. "Father! Are you okay?”
Yue Yang is wearing a nightgown and humming a tune to amuse the birds. He rolls his eyes when he hears Yue Bin. “Don’t say it like that, you’re going to curse me with bad health.”
Seeing his father's healthy appearance, it’s obviously not a big problem. Yue Bin is relieved and instead begins to complain. “Father, how can you shove me at Ning Zhao like that?”
"What do children know?" Yue Yang’s glares with dissatisfaction. “Listen to me; serve him well, this is no mistake."
Yue Bin angrily stomped off to his mother, finding her in a hallway. Yue Bin’s beautiful mother is carrying a box full of delicious cakes.
“Is this for father because he’s injured?” Yue Bin asks.
The woman laughs. "I’m going out to play cards, this is for me."
Yue Bin grabs a piece and bites into it. “These are good,” he mumbles. “Mother, is father really my biological father?"
The woman’s face blanks. “Did your uncle Wang tell you that?”
Yue Bin is speechless.