Bai Zhi’er had just arrived at Rui’s Mansion.
The steward of Prince Rui’s mansion, who had been eagerly waiting at the entrance, seed to see a lifesaver.
He hurried over to the carriage, bowing to assist Bai Zhi’er in alighting.
"Princess, you are finally here," the steward’s voice was sowhat urgent, "The Eldest Heir has captured a Junior Officer and is losing his temper in the backyard. You must go and see; otherwise, there will be a fatality!"
Bai Zhi’er moved her little feet. Although she understood the urgency of the situation, the little one still maintained an elegant pace.
"A fatality? Why?" she asked curiously.
The steward explained the situation.
It turned out, this morning, Bai Xuanmo, the Eldest Heir, knew his sister was coming, so he specially went to the street to buy her favorite pastries.
Who would have thought that he encountered a Junior Officer leading a team, blocking his way?
The Junior Officer explained that they were returning from an outer county this ti.
And they had brought back a small gilded statue from outside, covered with a golden cloth, waiting to be presented to Prince Qing.
Because next month would be Prince Qing’s birthday.
The Junior Officer asked Bai Xuanmo to make way for him.
His reason was: the deity needed to pass through, and everyone should make way.
If it were soone else, they might have conceded.
But the Junior Officer didn’t anticipate running into a fearless man like Bai Xuanmo, who disregarded Prince Qing.
Bai Xuanmo detested people posturing in front of him.
What statue? Smash it all!
Bai Xuanmo not only smashed the statue they brought but also instructed his servants to beat up the Junior Officer.
He even had him tied up in five places and brought back to the mansion for tornt in public.
Before Bai Zhi’er arrived, Bai Xuanmo had already figured out the details within an hour.
This Junior Officer was reportedly recomnded for promotion by Prince Qing.
Regularly corrupt, accepting bribes, lecherous, absurd, a person of notorious reputation.
Thus, Bai Xuanmo felt even more justified in tornting him.
When Bai Zhi’er arrived in the backyard, she heard a man’s voice crying for rcy—
"Young Master, I will never dare to offend you again. I beg you to spare , considering I’m doing this for Prince Qing."
Bai Xuanmo’s cold laughter followed: "Spare you? That would be letting myself down. If the word got out, others would think I’m easily bullied, that a Junior Officer can run rampant."
With that, he sneered, "You think bringing a deity for my uncle grants you any extra dignity? Annoy , and you’ll die just the sa; even if my uncle cos, he can’t stop it."
Bai Zhi’er stood behind him, calling softly, "Big brother~"
The murderous intent in Bai Xuanmo’s eyes vanished instantly.
He turned around, his bewitching and handso face smiling indulgently and brightly.
"Little Ball, brother has finally waited for you." He walked over swiftly.
Bai Xuanmo first pinched Bai Zhi’er’s little face, bending down with a soft laugh, "It seems like I haven’t seen you in a long ti, missed you. Have you missed brother?"
Bai Zhi’er listened absentmindedly as he spoke.
Her watery eyes brimd with lively curiosity, perfunctorily responding with a couple of "mm-hmm."
Then, the little one tilted her head, peering past Bai Xuanmo’s figure at the Junior Officer tied to the tree behind him.
That Junior Officer, having been whipped, had his clothes in tatters and was covered in bloodstains, making him even more wretched.
Tears and snot stread down his face as he cried, "Young Master, please spare ."
Bai Xuanmo noticed his sister’s gaze fixed upon the man.
Turning back, he coldly threatened, "You are crying so terribly ugly, sullying my sister’s eyes. Be careful, or I’ll skin you alive."
The Junior Officer imdiately stifled his cries, unable to stop trembling, his eyes full of fear.
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