"I, the Young Master, do not care. Offend , and you shall be punished."
"Punished?"
"Yes, I hold a noble position. Daring to offend ans you must be punished."
The wandering fortune-teller sneered coldly, "And how does the Eldest Young Master intend to punish this old man?"
What a heartless ingrate, barely escaped death, and now dares to act arrogant here.
The steward saw the Young Master, in his ignorance, daring to provoke the master, and was so anxious he spun around in circles. The Young Master had a violent temper since childhood and never listened to advice, let alone from a re servant. In his panic, he rushed to Prince Pu, "Your Highness, please persuade the Young Master, he should not be so disrespectful to the master."
Prince Pu had just narrowly escaped with his life and was still unsettled. However, his prince’s pride remained as he said with disdain, "Isn’t he just a wandering fortune-teller? What respect is needed? Besides, Haohao just escaped death; it’s natural for his mood to be sour, let him vent a bit."
Prince Pu’s aning was that letting Tang Jinghao vent his anger on the wandering fortune-teller was also good; venting could be beneficial for ntal and physical health.
"But...!"
The steward wanted to say more, but the Prince was impatient, having just escaped from Lord Yama and not yet settled in spirit, and the steward was there nagging, siding with an outsider, how could he possibly be in a good mood.
"But what? What’s wrong with scolding him a bit? This wandering fortune-teller is clearly a fraud. A few worthless pills for so much money; is it really worth that much? I, the Prince, do not believe it."
Having drunk urine and paid such a high price, not only Tang Jinghao was discontent, but even Prince Pu felt the pain.
Earlier, in utter despair without options, now in calm, spending so much money on a few worthless pills and having drunk urine, if word got out, where would his dignity be?
Moreover, the 30,000 taels had already heavily depleted Prince Pu’s Mansion’s funds, as Prince Chu’s Mansion relied on outside shops for support, not as grand as it appeared.
Additionally, Zhang Jinghao, the Eldest Young Master, was extravagant, and Prince Pu’s Mansion’s funds had long since depleted.
To suddenly spend 30,000 taels was a major blow to Prince Pu’s Mansion.
The Prince and Young Master had recovered their health but turned ungrateful, bringing tears to the steward’s eyes, yet he reminded Prince Pu, "Your Highness, this master is the renowned Divine Calculator from the itinerant world."
"What Divine Calculator, I don’t know him."
"Your Highness, have you forgotten?"
"Forgotten what?"
"Last ti, when you returned, you told personally, if you could find the Divine Calculator in person, it would be good to have him divine a fortune for you. Now, he has co to our mansion, why would you...?"
The steward’s words finally sparked Prince Pu’s realization. He raised his head, looking perplexedly at the steward and then at the wandering fortune-teller, "Is he really the Divine Calculator?"
"Yes!"
The steward nodded vigorously, fearing that a few seconds of delay would lead to the Young Master offending him, and he would no longer bother with Prince Pu’s Mansion’s affairs.
At this mont, Tang Jinghao, full of bravado, rolled up his sleeves, looking like he wanted to brawl. If he hadn’t just been in agonizing pain and just recovered, the wandering fortune-teller might have already suffered.
"You old fool, return the money to us at once." Tang Jinghao said, lunging forward to snatch the box from the wandering fortune-teller’s hands.
The mansion’s funds were scarce, as Tang Jinghao was aware. Nowadays, it was tough to get silver from Prince Pu to go out and play; all of it ca from Princess Consort Pu discreetly selling her jewelry to support him.
He was about to touch the box.
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