Zhao Shuai's eyebrows twitched violently a few times. Damn it, who gave this young master Gu the courage to summon his boss so confidently?

His previously amiable expression instantly turned sharp when he looked at the young master Gu: "Who are you?"

Although Old Zhao usually has a smile on his face, when he gets really angry, the murderous aura he exudes, honed from countless battles, can easily intimidate this spoiled brat, Young Master Gu.

As a child of the Gu family and Zhao family, two of the four major families in Kyoto, Gu Yujin had never been afraid of anyone. He had countless younger brothers following him around. He was used to being a henchman of evildoers and was never afraid of anyone, whether they were from the underworld or the legitimate world. But just now, he was shocked by Old Zhao.

That's normal. Back then, Lao Zhao killed at least a thousand, if not eight hundred, enemies on the southern battlefield with his boss. And that's just the number of enemies he killed with his bare hands.

The murderous aura that had been cultivated in this way was naturally feared by Gu Yujin, a young nobleman who was not very old and had not experienced true darkness. His previous arrogant momentum deflated instantly, as if a balloon had been punctured.

"Brother Zhao, you should know who I am, right? I want to meet that person now." His tone had softened considerably, but his words were still a bit rude.

Do you think everyone is someone you can see whenever you want?

Heh~

Zhao Shuai sneered: "Young Master Gu should get some rest and not think too much."

The unspoken message can be summed up in two words: delusion!

Gu Yujin was furious. No one had ever dared to refuse him like this before: "Second Brother Zhao, can't you just pass on a message for me? Why won't that person come to see me?"

At this point, even Old Zhao wanted to give this spoiled brat, who completely failed to grasp his own situation, a good beating.

I'm not your slave, why should I relay your message? Who the hell do you think you are? Even your own father wouldn't dare use such a commanding tone to order the commander to see him.

Zhao Shuai didn't want to get entangled with this brainless rich kid any longer, otherwise he really would beat him to death.

As Gu Yujin watched Zhao Shuai leave, he hurriedly called out, "Second Brother Zhao, wait a moment! Just pass this message to that person for me, it's just a matter of a word."

Naturally, he received no response, which angered Gu Yujin so much that he kept kicking the locked iron gate, thinking to himself:

Damn it, wait till I get out of here, I'll see how I get my revenge on you for daring to treat me like this.

Will Lao Zhao be afraid?

Will Commander Gao be afraid?

I doubt they'd even blink an eye if they were hit twice.

What great things can a spoiled brat who can't lift a finger accomplish? At most, he'll just be a nuisance, causing disgust.

Of course, Zhao Shuai did mention Gu Yujin's matter to Gao Dan when he had the chance, and the answer he received was not surprising:

To hell with him!

From then on, Old Zhao ignored that idiotic spoiled brat completely, letting him roar and shout "Chaotic Sword" as he pleased.

After a few days, Gu Yujin finally calmed down, probably realizing that he had really messed up this time.

Indeed, this young master Gu really should reflect on himself. Why are his own brother and cousin both so cruel to him?

However, that night, no one knows how that shopping mall tyrant managed to get orders from above and come to visit her beloved son.

Zhao Lan was led through a dark corridor, surrounded by high-ranking prisoners. At the end of the corridor, she saw her precious son lying asleep on a worn-out, damp straw mat.