"Don’t believe ? Go back and see for yourself!" Li Fuyou said disdainfully.
Right, he had to go back, to confirm it himself. He released Li Fuyou’s collar, dragged his injured body, and desperately ran toward the direction of the Li Residence.
As soon as he reached the front door, he saw the white mourning strears hanging high. Just as he was about to enter the estate, he was stopped by a house servant, "The lady has ordered that you are not allowed to enter the Li Residence!"
"Who is the lady?" He couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t even enter his own ho, and even a house servant could stop him—this servant, one he had often bullied in the past. Even Li Fugui had fallen to this day.
"Go, go, go, don’t block the way, otherwise, you’ll be beaten out with sticks and clubs!"
"How is my father?" Li Fugui persisted. If he couldn’t enter, he at least wanted to get so news.
"The master has long been dead. Go, go, go, hurry up and leave!" the servant answered with impatience.
Hearing such a response, Li Fugui had to believe it even if he didn’t want to—his parents were truly dead.
He walked the streets heartbroken, not knowing where to go. Reflecting on the recent events, he had a sudden realization—he had been calculated by his half-brother! A sche that left him with nothing, his family destroyed.
Li Fuyou returned to the Li Residence.
"Son, why did you even release him? He could have just been left to rot in jail!" She was growing ever more incomprehensible to her son. Was it necessary? It cost so much silver to bribe the magistrate.
"Being in jail would be too easy for him. I want him to taste what it’s like to live without money!" Li Fuyou’s heart had beco completely twisted. He had grown up being bullied by his older brother and now sought revenge, to tornt Li Fugui!
He wanted to see how an Eldest Young Master could live without money and power. He intended to make his life worse than death.
Li Fugui, disconsolate, road the streets, wandering aimlessly until nightfall. Suddenly, he rembered the words of Yang Ming’s wife, "Avenge yourself, take back everything!"
A new clarity shone in his eyes. He had to survive, take back everything from the Li Residence.
The first step was to find a place to stay, to settle down first. He decided to seek out his friends.
He arrived at a friend’s house, "Please announce . I need to see your Eldest Young Master. Just say it’s Li Fugui."
The servant went inside to announce him, but soon ca back out, "Our young master is not here! You should leave."
He had no choice but to leave and head to another friend’s house, "Please announce . I’m looking for your Young Master. Tell him I’m Li Fugui."
After waiting a while, he received the sa response, "Our young master is not here!"
He visited ten friends’ houses in a row and got the sa answer. Not a single one was willing to see him.
Thinking back, he used to be as close as brothers with these friends, always treating them at Dongfeng Restaurant. He now hated himself. What had he been doing all these years, what sort of fair-weather friends had he made when none were willing to help in tis of trouble?
The harsh reality hit him hard again. He had no place to stay, penniless. How was he supposed to survive?
He was too tired, too hungry, unable to walk further. His injuries exhausted him, and his heart was even more fatigued. He sat down by the roadside, closed his eyes, and thought that he might just freeze to death.
"Young Master, Young Master, I finally found you!" He faintly heard a woman’s voice.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw that familiar face. He thought this must be an illusion before death, allowing him one last glimpse of Xiaotian. Then he closed his eyes again, smiling contentedly.
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