Jin Ju glanced at the madam calmly and said, "It's just right that she's useless."
Jin Ju had no intention of letting go of Deng Hao. She raised her foot and kicked Deng Hao's knee, which was bent in pain.
"Kneel down! How dare you stand before the young master?"
With a "thump", Deng Hao's chubby body fell heavily to his knees on the ground.
“Ah~~~”
Deng Hao raised his head and uttered a miserable cry, "Little...little bitch, you're looking for death!"
“Bang!”
Jin Ju threw away Deng Hao's deformed finger and slapped Deng Hao's fat face.
"Shut up!!"
Deng Hao's big fat face shook a few times after being slapped, and five red finger marks instantly appeared on his face, and then it began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Puff~"
Deng Hao felt a bloody taste in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Two shit-yellow and black teeth fell to the ground along with blood.
“Ah~~~Ahhh~~”
Deng Hao covered his face, looked at the blood on the ground, and screamed in pain.
When had he ever suffered such hardship?
Since he was a child, he has always had the final say in Qianhuang City, and even his father cannot control him.
Even the prefect's uncle never hit him. At most, he would scold him when he was angry.
This was the first time someone dared to be cruel to him.
Deng Hao howled miserably, his wails echoing throughout the entire second floor. People in the nearby private rooms were curious and sent their servants over to inquire about the situation.
"Dad~~Help~~"
Deng Hao's head was numb with pain and he was worried that he would die here today.
He has met someone who is even more powerful than him.
The madam was frightened when she saw Deng Hao's miserable appearance.
If Deng Hao died in Zuijinlou, Zuijinlou would never be able to open again.
The madam licked her lips and looked at Jinju cautiously.
"Little brother, please show some mercy. If you continue fighting, someone will die..."
Looking at Jin Ju's gloomy face, the madam quickly turned to look at Chen Yong.
She took two steps towards Chen Yong and said softly and pleadingly,
"Sir, all your spending at Zuijinlou tonight is free. Please show some mercy and release Master Deng."
The madam looked at Chen Yong drinking leisurely, took another step forward, and whispered,
"Young Master, you may not know this, but this Young Master Deng is the nephew of the prefect. The prefect is now a very popular figure in the eyes of King Qianhuang, and he must not be offended."
"This Young Master Deng is the only son of the eldest brother of the prefect Deng. Madam Deng's family is the richest merchant family in this city. They are very wealthy and treat Young Master Deng like their lifeblood."
Seeing that Chen Yong's expression was still unrelenting, the madam became anxious.
"Sir, please be merciful while you can. While the Deng family still doesn't know what's going on here, please leave quickly."
"If the Deng family finds out, you'll be in trouble."
"This is all for your own good."
The madam could only persuade Shen Yong and his servant to leave quickly so that she could send someone to notify the Deng family.
Otherwise, if she asked her thugs to call for help in front of Chen Yong, she was afraid that the god would use the master and servant to kill Deng Hao directly.
Hearing Deng Hao's miserable moans, the madam was terrified.
She didn't know how to explain today's incident to the Deng family.
She actually wanted to tie up the young man in front of her and take him to the Deng family to apologize.
But for some reason, she had a vague feeling in her heart that if she did this, she would not be able to bear the consequences.
The madam looked at Chen Yong carefully again. She talked for a long time, but Chen Yong's eyes remained calm.
Based on this point, the madam concluded that the family background of the young man in front of her could definitely compete with that of Young Master Deng.
Chen Yong seemed not to have heard what the madam said, and his eyes lightly glanced at the few followers following Deng Hao.
"Go and notify Deng Hao's parents to come over."
As the richest man in Qianhuang City, how could he miss such a good opportunity to make money?
Since Deng Hao has bumped into you, that means you have acquired wealth right at your doorstep. Take him.
“.....Yes, yes, yes!” The few little followers who received Chen Yong’s gaze nodded repeatedly and crawled out of the private room.
The madam was completely dumbfounded and stood there in confusion.
This...it would be fine if he didn't run away, but he actually confronted the Deng family head-on?
This is truly a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.
Even if this kid is a prince from the capital, he still has to be cautious when he arrives in Qianhuang City.
The Deng family is omnipotent in Qianhuang City.
Lord Deng is indeed a good official and has never done anything to exploit the people.
However, his eldest sister-in-law's family, the Ma family, relied on the status of Lord Deng to show off their power in Qianhuang City, being rich but unkind and running rampant in the village.
Almost all the profitable industries in the entire Qianhuang City are controlled by Lord Deng’s sister-in-law’s family.
Lord Deng did reprimand the Ma family for their excessive behavior, but the Ma family would always carry dozens of boxes of silver to the prefectural government office.
The prefect was short of money, especially during the drought of the past six months. For the sake of the money, Prefect Deng did not impose any substantial punishment on the Ma family.
This further boosted the arrogance of the Ma family. The Ma family was particularly fond of Deng Hao, giving him money like water, coaxing Mrs. Deng into granting the Ma family's every request.
No one in Qianhuang City dares to mess with Deng Hao, the ancestor.
The young man before me...
The madam frowned, she really couldn't understand.
"Sir, the Deng family is not easy to mess with, you..."
The madam was really afraid that the two groups would cause trouble in Zuijinlou, but in the end it was Zuijinlou that would suffer.
It was obvious that both parties were not easy to mess with, and in the end the unlucky pot might fall on Zuijinlou.
"Look, it's not easy to run this Zuijinlou. If the Deng family blames me, I can't afford it."
The madam looked at Deng Hao, who was kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain, and her heart was pounding.
This was the first time she had encountered such a difficult situation in all her years of work.
Originally, she wanted to persuade the young master to escape quickly so that she could clean up the mess and put the blame on him.
As a result, the young master did not run away at all. Instead, he asked those young masters to go and invite the Deng family.
Deng Hao, who was wailing over there, suddenly felt confident when he heard Chen Yong ask someone to invite his family.
He had a swollen pig-like face, raised his deformed finger, and cried.
"You...you have the guts...just wait!! Aa ...
"Wait...ah...hiss...my uncle is here, I want you...hiss..."
“Ahhhh!!”
As soon as Deng Hao raised his hand, Jin Ju slapped him hard in the face.
Suddenly the private room was filled with Deng Hao's miserable wails again.
Deng Hao, who hadn't even finished his words, held his swollen and deformed fingers with a distorted face, howling non-stop.
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