"Call William over later."
"good!"
Old Carl nodded and went out to do some errands. Alan continued to watch the news on TV.
…
Old Carl stood at the gate, glaring at the Koreans who came to visit Allen, and looking at his watch. Since the young master said to leave them alone for half an hour, not a second less could be lost.
As the second hand ticked, when it passed the number 12, Old Carl glanced at the Koreans who were waiting obediently at the door of the villa and said, "Come with me, your Excellency should be done with his work."
After saying that, he ignored the Koreans who were bending down to bow, and instead glanced at the young man in the crowd who looked unhappy.
This young man looked to be in his twenties, about the same age as his master. He wore black-framed glasses and looked gentle and refined. Apart from his unhappy look, his image was very different from the other Koreans present.
Although the Koreans did not introduce this young man, old Carl keenly realized that the young man's identity should be extraordinary.
…
"Master, that young man wearing glasses should be someone extraordinary. You can pay attention to him later."
"Okay, let them in."
It was still the same low tea table. Alan sat cross-legged behind the table, pouring tea into the cups. After he finished pouring the tea, several Koreans came in one after another, blocking half of the sunlight coming in from the main hall.
Allen frowned, raised his head and scolded: "Stand aside, you have no sense at all, you are blocking the light!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether the Koreans could understand him or not, and he pushed one of the two cups of tea he had poured to William who was standing next to him with a curious look on his face.
"Thank you, cousin."
William was still able to accept this kind of Chinese tea set. He held the teacup with his little hand and thanked softly.
…
Following Alan's scolding, the faces of several Koreans who had just entered the hall and stood there changed, especially the young man who came in with him.
When had he ever been treated like this?
They were scolded like they were training dogs, but after the scolding, the other party didn't even look at them, but continued to fiddle with the tea set.
Restraining their anger, under old Carl's gloomy gaze, several helpless Koreans stood on both sides of the door, letting in half of the sunlight.
…
"Hello, sir. I am..."
"etc!"
Allen tilted his head and looked at the Koreans standing in front of him. He looked at them with unfriendly eyes, and finally his eyes fell on the young man with glasses. He looked at him deeply, and finally said to the middle-aged man who was about to introduce himself: "Are you going to let me look up and talk to you?"
“…”
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, we were rude."
After the middle-aged Korean leader finished speaking, he knelt down decisively on the ground in a standard kneeling position, with his hands on his thighs. Under Alan's gaze, he knelt and bowed.
Alan snorted coldly and looked at the young man again. This guy was different. While others were kneeling, he actually imitated Alan and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Alan stared at the rebellious young man for a full half minute without saying a word, just staring at him coldly.
…
The auras of the two are simply incomparable. Ever since Allen took over the throne, he has been in charge of all the family matters in the past two years. The people and affairs he comes into contact with are also high-end. He is used to commanding this and that, and giving all kinds of orders. Compared with the young man in front of him who looks like a student, the two are not on the same level.
Under Alan's increasingly cold gaze, the young man couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his head, swayed his butt, and changed into a kneeling position. He knelt there obediently with his hands on his legs and lowered his head as if he had suffered great humiliation.
…
"Go ahead, what do you want to say to me?"
After watching this group of Koreans kneel for three minutes, Alan put down the teacup in his hand and spoke slowly.
"Uh...Sir, we are here today to apologize to you. We didn't do our job well on the spot yesterday, which frightened you and caused you trouble."
After a long period of torment, the Korean middle-aged man who took the lead finally heard Alan's voice. He raised his head carefully, looked at the stern-faced British noble in front of him, and explained carefully.
…
"Hey, your apology is not sincere. Why are you apologizing now for what happened last night?"
Alan sneered again.
At this time, the young man who was kneeling next to him raised his head again and looked at Alan with dissatisfaction.
There were only a few people at the scene. When he looked up, Alan saw him. Seeing that he still looked unconvinced, Alan chuckled, put his hands on his knees, and stood up suddenly.
His action scared the young man who had an unhappy look on his face just now. He tried to dodge backwards, but he was still kneeling on the ground. When he dodged backwards, he became unstable. His upper body swayed twice before he pressed his hands on the ground. Fortunately, he did not fall down and make a fool of himself.
At his move, the kneeling Koreans raised their heads, looked at Allen, and then turned to look at the young man.
…
Allen took a few steps forward, stood in front of several kneeling Koreans and asked, "You looked unhappy when you walked in. Who are you?"
"I……"
Just as the young man was about to explain, the middle-aged leader said, "Sir, this is the eldest son of the Sanxing Group, Li..."
"Bang!"
…
The middle-aged Korean man who was speaking hadn't finished his words when he suddenly felt a blow on his face. His mind went blank and he somersaulted backwards twice before sitting sideways, covering his face and looking at Alan in shock.
Alan slowly withdrew his foot. The middle-aged man who had just spoken covered his face and was almost kicked out of the door.
"Did I ask you? You don't know the rules."
"Yes, yes! I was too talkative."
The middle-aged man was angry but dared not say a word. He crawled back to his original position and knelt down in humiliation, lowering his head and not daring to look at Alan.
…
"Tell me, who are you?"
Alan's expression softened a bit, and he looked at the young man who was frightened and scared by what he had just done with a smile.
"I... I'm Li Zairong, sir. The gymnasium you were in yesterday belongs to us, and this villa also belongs to us."
"Oh? I didn't expect it to be you."
Alan was pleasantly surprised. It turned out that even the villa he was living in belonged to someone else. Wasn't this just a form of neglect?
"Someone come."
Reaching out for a bodyguard, Alan motioned for him to hand him the gun.
…
Li Zairong looked at Alan's face, which looked like a flood that had washed away the Dragon King Temple, and he also laughed. After all, now that everyone is on the same side, it's easier to get things done when everyone is on the same side...
With anticipation, he looked up and saw Alan taking the gun, and then...
In front of him, under Li Zairong's gaze, Allen turned off the safety, unloaded the magazine, checked the bullets, and with a "click", loaded the gun, and then...
…
"Come on, open your mouth."
Li Zairong stared at Allen blankly, opened his mouth subconsciously, and then the gun was stuffed into his mouth.
This is a loaded gun!
There's a bullet in the gun!
He was completely stunned and his lips were trembling.
“Wuwuwu…”
…
Allen squatted beside Li Zairong, stroked his hair with a smile on his face, and whispered: "Hold on tightly, if the gun falls off, you will be in trouble if it goes off accidentally. This will kill you, do you understand?"
Seeing Alan smiling and saying the cruelest words in the softest tone, Li Zairong wanted to cry. He was scared. He had never met such a person before.
In just a few minutes, this change shocked his cognition. He stared at Alan stupidly, just kneeling there, his body shaking.
…
Turning back to sit at the low table, Alan spoke more gently this time. He looked at the middle-aged man leading the team and asked, "What did you want to tell me just now? An apology?"
"Well……"
The middle-aged man covered his red and swollen face, looked at Master Li who was trembling with fear beside him, and then looked at Alan who had a smile on his face and looked very gentle.
Now this smile made him feel the hairs on his body stand up. Rather than a smile, he wanted the cold look he had when he came in just now.
"Your Excellency... is an apology."
"Well, it's all in the past. Besides, I'm not hurt, so you don't have to take it personally. As for the apology... I accept it."
Allen looked at the middle-aged Korean with a smile, then turned to look at Mr. Li. Allen looked as if he was seeing him for the first time, and said in surprise, "Mr. Li, what are you doing? What's going on?"
He then looked at the bodyguard he had just called over and who had been standing at the door and asked, "Did you accidentally drop your gun and hit Mr. Li in the mouth?"
…
"???"
The bodyguard looked at Allen in bewilderment. Under Allen's gaze, he was stuck for a few seconds before stammering, "Yes... I dropped it accidentally."
"Then what are you still looking at? Why don't you take the gun back?"
"yes!"
The bodyguard walked up to Li Zairong, grabbed the handle of the gun, "picked up" the gun that he accidentally dropped, and threw it away with a look of disgust.
His action made several Koreans frightened, fearing that the gun in his hand would accidentally go off.
He wiped the gun with his sleeve and was about to go out when Alan called him again.
"Tsk, how can you be so rude? Apologize to Master Li before you leave!"
When the bodyguard heard what Allen said, he said "Sao Rui" to Li Zairong in a very perfunctory voice. Li Zairong nodded blankly, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looked at Allen who was sitting there with a smile, and when Allen looked at him, he quickly lowered his head.
…
"Haha, isn't that good? Apologizing for making a mistake is not a big deal."
After the bodyguards left the front hall, Allen was in a good mood. He glanced at Li Zairong who was kneeling there with his head down, then looked at the Korean middle-aged leader and said, "Okay, we have said everything we need to say. You can leave now. Also... take the security guards you brought with you back. I don't need them."
"Yes! Yes... We are sorry to trouble you, Your Excellency. We will go back now."
The middle-aged man bowed again obediently, then was helped to stand up by the two people beside him. He glanced at old Carl who had been staring at them from beginning to end. He didn't want to stay here any longer for a second.
…
"Karl, go see them off for me."
Alan gave instructions, and after they all left, he turned to look at William, who had been watching the show silently.
"Any ideas?"
William nodded blankly, then shook his head.
The scene was so chaotic yesterday, Alan asked him if he was afraid, and William said firmly that he was not.
This guy is also a little troublemaker. When he was raising calves, he was gored by the calves and his whole body was bruised, but he didn't say a word.
But although he is not afraid, he is a very vengeful child!
Children of his age may not remember many things that happened at this age when they grow up, but as long as it is something that left a very deep impression on them, they will remember it for a lifetime.
And he will remember for the rest of his life what happened yesterday during the boxing match. Now Allen brought him here specially to watch the Koreans in order to deepen his impression.
…
William said impatiently: “Cousin, why do you let them go so easily?”
In the past, Alan always taught him that he should punish anyone who offended him, but today Alan just threatened him a few times, which was a bit beyond William's expectations.
"Haha... I let you watch here today just to tell you that sometimes, like when you meet these Koreans, they are like pigs and dogs. When you can't do anything to them, it's best not to reveal your purpose first, just like now, just scare them."
"So... let's just leave it at that?"
William thought back to the time in Wales. How happy he was then. His cousin took him to the national park, surrounded by people, with big machine guns, shooting any animal they saw and doing whatever they wanted. What about now?
Just let it go like that?
…
"Haha, of course we won't let it go like this. This is not our place. We will slowly settle accounts with them after we return. You have to remember these Koreans. They stole our gold medals and attacked us. Remember?"
"I'll remember this! When I become king..."
Alan stroked William's little head and listened to him mumbling about what he would do when he grew up.
Looking at William's current appearance, Allen was very satisfied. It was good to hold a grudge. That was the way it should be. Children should be trained to hold grudges from a young age!
…
On September 29, 1988, Allen stood by the fence, looking at the dozen or so award winners on the podium in the competition venue. He sneered, held William's hand, nodded and greeted several guests around him, then left.
The three-day equestrian event is over. As expected, in yesterday's individual competition, British riders took the top three places with their absolute strength, but something disgusting happened.
The result of the competition was that New Zealand was first, and the two British players ranked second and third.
The Federal Republic won the gold medal.
And today's team competition, hehe...
As expected, the Federal Republic of Germany won the team championship again, and the second place...
Still Great Britain!
This is pure disgusting.
The expected four to six gold medals have now turned into two silver medals and one bronze medal.
Such a result...
No one can accept this, but this is the Koreans' home court, and with the power of the referee, they can do whatever they want without any scruples, just to disgust Britain to the end.
Alan didn't want to say anything more. It was useless to say anything now. Just wait and see.
This is not his home ground. Allen doesn't want to be like the clown. There were so many doubts about the fairness of South Korea in the news a few days ago, but... the Koreans just go their own way and carry on with their dirty tricks to the end.