Chapter 629: Chapter 629

"Ah! Young Master, you absolutely must not do this!" The middle-aged steward urged anxiously.

"Uncle Mo, you are the only family I have in this world. Over the years, you have always been silently supporting me from behind. I have seen all that you’ve done; please, don’t stand on ceremony with me any longer. This is just a small token of gratitude from a junior like me," Xiao Bai said sincerely.

"Uncle Mo! You know what I’m like. Once I’ve decided on something, not even ten oxen could pull me back. Please don’t delay any further," Xiao Bai insisted.

The middle-aged steward once again knelt to the ground.

Raising three fingers solemnly, he swore to the heavens.

"I swear! From now on, should anyone dare to harm the Young Master, they shall only do so by stepping over my corpse! Otherwise, as long as I draw breath, I will tear a piece of flesh from their body!" The middle-aged steward spoke with grave seriousness.

"Uncle Mo!" Xiao Bai called out, moved.

He solemnly helped him up from the ground.

"Ah! You Zhou, are you even human? I am nominally your mother. It’s one thing for you to play me for a fool! But at least you have the blood of the John family coursing through your veins! I, Madam, can endure! But this Old Dog, what is he? Just a lowly servant! He dares to lay his hands on me too? Let me tell you, that’s absolutely out of the question!" Ai Qingsi Roland roared furiously.

"Young Master!" the middle-aged steward called out.

"She is now yours to deal with, alive or dead. I shall not intervene," Xiao Bai said.

"This old servant understands!" the middle-aged steward replied.

With a stern face, he approached the blonde-haired lady.

"Ah! Old Dog, what do you think you’re doing? I warn you, don’t come any closer, or you’ll have me to answer to," Ai Qingsi Roland said, frightened.

The middle-aged steward slapped her twice with a rough backhanded swing.

Grasping the blonde-haired lady’s hair, he dragged her from the ground and smashed her against the wall.

Blow after blow, without the slightest hint of mercy.

Only then did the middle-aged steward stop.

"Kneel down!" the middle-aged steward commanded coldly.

Before she could finish her words, the middle-aged steward once again grasped her hair and smashed it onto the cold ground.

This time it lasted for a full ten minutes before he finally stopped.

The blonde-haired lady’s face was covered in dark red bloodstains.

"I’ll say it one more time, kneel down!" the middle-aged steward commanded coldly.

"I, I will kneel!" Ai Qingsi Roland said, terrified.

Facing the middle-aged steward’s ice-cold gaze, she humiliatingly knelt on the ground.

"Come with me!" the middle-aged steward ordered coldly.

Having said this, he walked toward the outside.

Ai Qingsi Roland, not daring to resist in the slightest, knelt on the cold ground, moving her knees, following the middle-aged steward outside.

"Hmph! Zhang Xiaohao, Zhang Xiaohao, you’ve got some nerve, first the First-class Hall, then the Heaven and Earth Sect! Just you wait, I won’t let this go so easily. Sooner or later, I’ll make you pay back tenfold, a hundredfold," Xiao Bai said with a chilly face and a murderous aura. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩

Zhang Xiaohao had already arrived at Nanhua First Middle School.

Standing at the entrance of Nanhua First Middle School, Zhang Xiaohao had a wry smile on his face.

First Zhao Ling’er, then Zhou Yating, and now Ning’er, plus his fiery-tempered little aunt Cheng Qingsu, they were all practically piled on top of each other.

Shaking his head, Xiaohao stopped pondering and headed towards the school.

He entered the school.

A sweep of his Soul Power covered the teaching building.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao retracted his Soul Power.

He had found Zhou Yating, who was currently with that tricky little girl Zhao Ling’er.

With a stride, he walked towards their location.

On the school’s playground.

Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating, the two girls, were sitting on a swing, swinging back and forth.

"Ling’er, we’ve bet so much these past few days, if we lose again tonight, we’ll be out of pocket money for the whole next year. We might not even have money for food," Zhou Yating said with a pained expression.

"Yeah! Blame those guys called Wild Wolf, Wild Tiger and the like. They have such fierce names, but they’re all just paper tigers, useless. They got beat to death by someone who looked so weak!" Zhao Ling’er complained with a bitter face.

"So, do we go tonight?" Zhou Yating asked.

"Go! Why not? If we don’t go, how will we win back the money we’ve lost?" Zhao Ling’er said through clenched teeth.

"But what if we lose again?" Zhou Yating said, still distressed.

"Yeah! If we lose this time, I’m afraid we’ll have to walk home during vacation," Zhao Ling’er empathetically added.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Zhao Ling’er’s eyes lit up.

"Yating, I’ve got an idea. Even if we lose at the gambling match tonight, we won’t go broke," Zhao Ling’er said, her eyes shining.

"Ah! Ling’er, do you have a secret stash of money?" Zhou Yating asked.

"I have a husband, he’s very rich. If we lose the gambling match again tonight, I’ll just ask him for money. I’m sure he’d easily give me three to five million just like that," Zhao Ling’er said proudly.

The husband she referred to was naturally Zhang Xiaohao.

"Ah! Ling’er, you’re married? But that doesn’t seem right; you’re clearly still a..." Zhou Yating said in surprise.

"Hehe! It’s a long story, it’s not what you think. I’ll explain it slowly when we have time," Zhao Ling’er said smugly.

Speaking of Zhang Xiaohao, her stunningly enchanting face was filled with a sweet smile.

"You little minx, you’ve been keeping such a hard secret from me. If I’d known earlier that you have such a rich husband, I wouldn’t have had to worry so much," Zhou Yating said with annoyance.

"Finding something without looking for it — the easiest gains! Ling’er, Yating, I’ve been looking for you two for ages, nearly turned the whole school upside down, and finally, I’ve found you two."

An arrogant voice sounded, followed by a dandy walking like a duke, his hair dyed purple, wearing earrings, and striding up with more than a dozen followers in tow.

"Qin Luzhao, you sissy, stay the hell away from me! If you dare take one step closer, I’ll make sure you can’t take care of yourself!" Zhao Ling’er snapped.

Her beautiful eyes conveyed boundless disdain.

Beside her, Zhou Yating also looked coldly at the newcomer, her angry gaze as if wishing to shoot flames and burn him alive.

"Hmph! Zhao Ling’er, others might be afraid of you, but I’m not. If you know what’s good for you, come to the hotel with me. As long as you make me happy, you want money or bags, I’ll satisfy all your desires!" Qin Luzhao said arrogantly.