"I just want to tell you one thing: a wolf is still a wolf no matter what. If it wants to become a king, it must endure fighting, battles, and all kinds of trials; otherwise, it will be devoured by other, more ferocious beasts sooner or later." Wen Zhengtian's tone was firm and seemed to leave no room for doubt.
Butler Zhu's eyes were red and swollen with tears, and he said in a choked voice, "But, the young master is just..."
Butler Zhu felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Wen Zhengtian glaring at him with anger in his eyes, and swallowed the words he was about to say.
Wen Zhengtian's brows furrowed, his face deeply lined with wrinkles. His once cloudy eyes were now incredibly sharp. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging with rage, as if they were about to burst at any moment. "Jiale and Cailing will not die in vain. I will make those who killed them pay the price!"
The pavilion was quiet except for the rustling of the wind.
Butler Zhu fell silent. Old Master Wen was truly ill; it was a liver problem. The young master hadn't guessed wrong.
He was just wondering whether to tell the young master about this when he heard that authoritative voice say, "Don't tell anyone about your illness."
Butler Zhu nodded in agreement.
He finally understood that Master Wen was someone who didn't know how to get along with children.
Butler Zhu helped Wen Zhengtian back to Sangjing Villa, wondering how the young master's project was going.
His young master said to Duan Yunfei without any emotion, "I really want to overturn that old lion!"
Duan Yunfei calmly sipped his tea; they weren't qualified!
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