"You wretched tiger, how dare you kill our young master! Even as a ghost, he won’t let you go. He’s petty and unforgiving, tonight his ghost will come for you. Why did you choose to bite my young master of all people? Boohoo~"
Zhao Jun: ...
He suspected that if he didn’t respond to that servant, he would go on forever.
Unwillingly, he waved in that direction.
Lu He felt sad, tears filling her eyes, not noticing the man’s gesture.
From the tree, she lowered her head and cursed at the tiger below, her small mouth never stopping:
"You dead tiger, you don’t know how formidable my young master is. Once, Xiao Lizi accidentally broke his vase, and that wicked master kicked him so hard he needed half a month in bed to recover. What’s so special about that broken vase? He just kicked Xiao Lizi for that, so unreasonable."
"Evil begets evil, no wonder the Eldest Young Master died young, it’s all for a reason."
Having said that, the person in the tree was no longer teary, instead feeling righteously indignant.
Though Zhao Mansion also paid some Silver in compensation.
Xiao Lizi comfortably lay in bed for half a month, counted as a work injury, still received his wages, and later said smilingly: "I kind of wish the Eldest Young Master would kick me a couple more times, then I wouldn’t have to work but still get paid. The lady compensated me with five taels of silver, which is worth two months of my wages, worth it, worth it."
Of course, Lu He didn’t disclose this to Brother Hu prowling at the bottom of the tree, lest it not fear the ghost of the Eldest Young Master at night.
The man not far away listened, finding it increasingly absurd, gritting his teeth, his face alternating between green and white.
That stupid servant...
Earlier in Zhao Mansion, he didn’t really notice this person’s presence.
To stop him from continuing to talk, Zhao Jun struggled to sit up, his expression gloomy as he looked at the servant in the tree.
Just then, Lu He also looked over, their eyes meeting.
Her family’s Eldest Young Master’s signature fierce glare, the original young master is back...
Lu He flinched slightly, slowly moving and turning on the tree, her face facing the other direction, choosing to turn her back.
Following that, she said nothing more, nor dared to speak.
Brother Hu, the robust tiger, was still circling the person on the tree, clearly harboring resentment for being hit with a pear, attempting to jump several times to bite the person above, but failing repeatedly and refusing to leave.
It was really Zhao Jun of the animal kingdom, equally vengeful.
Afraid that Brother Hu would trouble him, Lu He worried with her back turned, her voice carrying tension, murmuring, "Young Master, I know you’re not dead. You can lie down now, otherwise the tiger will come for you. I’ll stall it here."
Not wanting to turn and face the person behind.
Zhao Jun watched the silly servant, tightly embracing the tree branch, standing steadily on the tree, the silhouette was melancholy, feeling a bit amusing, his anger dissipating mostly.
First thing to do was deal with that dangling tiger, surveying the surroundings for a weapon to counterattack.
His eyes landed on a gray bundle.
There should be a knife.
Two meters away, he’d have to crawl to get close enough.
Crawl, Zhao Jun froze, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, crawling was all he could do now.
Glancing at the silly servant on the tree, he began to move, slowly crawling over.
Brother Hu, single-mindedly seeking revenge, prepared to jump again, wondering if he could bite the person on the tree, oblivious to other circumstances, allowing Zhao Jun to smoothly retrieve a brand new, shiny cleaver from the bundle...
Speechless~
Did that silly servant plan to enter this Yandang Mountain intending to defend themselves with a cleaver?
Having no time to dwell on these matters, he placed the cleaver inside his clothes, used elbows for support on the ground, and slowly crawled back to his previous position, quietly lying down.