Chapter 2989: The Further You Get, the Better!
Chapter 2989: Chapter 2989: The Further You Get, the Better!
"Father, I really have nothing to do with this matter; it was Steward Zhao who stirred things up. Shouldn’t we let him handle it himself? Wouldn’t it be too humiliating for us to step in?"
A servant made trouble, yet the master has to apologize; is there such logic under heaven?
Upon hearing this, the Head of Le Family glared at him fiercely again and felt the urge to throw something nearby at him.
But seeing his son already bloodied from a beating, he couldn’t bring himself to hit him again. He could only suppress the impulse to teach his son another lesson and took a deep breath.
"If it was an ordinary family, it would be fine to let Steward Zhao handle it alone. But these are people from the City Lord’s Residence. How can it be the same?"
Young Master Le pursed his lips. If they were ordinary people, there wouldn’t be a need for them to apologize. Not having trouble come to their door would already be good enough. Of course, it’s different.
But after all, he was a young master; his status was prominent. How could he do something as humbling as apologizing?
What’s more, he was to apologize for a servant, both his dignity and honor would be gone.
"Anyway, I’m not going anymore. Whoever you want to send, just send them."
"You—"
The Head of Le Family felt a wave of anger looming in his chest.
But for the fact that the status of young master made some sense, did he want to let this delinquent child go?
"Get out, as far away as possible!"
"Alright then, I’m leaving!"
Young Master Le was not keen on staying here either. With his father’s command, he immediately got up to leave.
He needed to hurry and attend to his wounds; there was a party later, and the beauty wouldn’t wait. If he was late, she would belong to someone else.
"Wait, come back!"
As he saw his son about to leave, the Head of Le Family immediately shouted again.
"Father, is there anything else you want?"
With his head covered in blood, Young Master Le turned to look at his father and asked.
Could he ever enjoy himself? Why did trouble have to seek him out specifically? Couldn’t someone else go with Steward Zhao to apologize?
Father had more than just one son. As the young master, was he not allowed to avoid disgrace?
Such matters that would later be criticized, let those other concubine-born sons handle them. After all, whoever is willing can do it; he is not going again.
"For the next few days, stay out of trouble and stop associating with those riff-raff friends outside so you don’t cause more trouble for the family. Otherwise, even I won’t be able to preserve your position as young master!"
The Head of Le Family warned his son.
Recently, because of that troublesome daughter, the Elders in the clan were quite dissatisfied, and each was figuring out how to handle this matter.
If they saw the young master of the Le Family still being so reckless, then his authority with the Elders would likely be ineffective, let alone this son holding the position of young master.
He once thought about replacing his son as the young master, but he was helpless; among his sons, not one could hold up the responsibility; what could he do?
There were capable ones in the sideline branches, but he had so many sons. He couldn’t possibly pass the position of young master to those nephews, right?
"I..."
Young Master Le wanted to curse those meddling Elders.
But seeing his father’s disgruntled expression, he forcibly held it back.
"Alright, I understand. I’ll be careful."
He didn’t immediately agree; after all, they were old friends. How could one possibly stop seeing them just like that? He wasn’t any old fossil, always using rules to talk about things.