"Did I say you could leave? You'll stay here and help me!"

As they were talking, Cao Song picked up a stick and stood in front of the Xiahou brothers.

"Help...help me?"

Looking at the thick stick in front of them, the Xiahou brothers couldn't help but swallow.

"That's right, help this old man stretch his muscles..."

Cao Song smiled at the Xiahou brothers, but his back teeth were grinding together so hard they were making a grinding sound.

Upon hearing Cao Song's words, Yuan Shao, who had just stepped out of the living room, felt a jolt in his heart. He quickly quickened his pace and left the Cao residence without looking back, completely ignoring Cao Cao's resentful gaze inside the living room.

After Yuan Shao left, Cao Song stood at the entrance to the living room, looking at Cao Cao and the three Xiahou brothers inside, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"Old Xu~, Old Xu~!"

"Yes, Master, I'm here!"

Hearing Cao Song's shouts, the coachman, Old Xu, and Xu Chu hurriedly ran over.

"Yes, you and Zhongkang, guard the living room door for me. No one is allowed to leave without my permission. Also, make sure your ears are plugged!"

As they spoke, Cao Song closed the living room door, picked up a thick wooden stick, and walked toward Cao Cao and his two brothers.

"Uncle... I was wrong, please don't!"

The door had just closed when Xiahou Dun's voice, filled with fear, came out.

"Smack! Ah!"

The screams that followed made Old Xu and Xu Chu outside the door shudder.

"You little brat, stop right there!!"

With Cao Song's angry shout, Xiahou Yuan, who had been trying to hide, stood still and dared not move.

"Smack! Ouch! Uncle... Uncle, stop hitting me!! It hurts!"

"Now you know the pain? Why didn't you think of that when you were stealing my tea leaves?"

As Cao Song finished speaking, the sounds of clubs being struck and the screams of the Xiahou brothers echoed continuously from the living room.