Chapter 1: The Ten Levels of the Physical Body_3

As expected, when Fang Han hurried to the horse farm, he saw the "Thousand Miles Snow" he had raised being ridden by a woman of cold and noble temperament.

Standing next to this woman were maids, awe-inspiring guards, and several young men and women on horseback, all with bright spirits and displaying a high level of cultivation base.

"Fang Han, you've caused a huge disaster! Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Second Miss!" Upon seeing Fang Han, an old man hurriedly ran over and roaring at Fang Han.

"Chief Steward, I had a stomachache this morning..." Fang Han stuttered.

This old man was the Chief Steward of Fang Family's Horse Farm.

"I don't care what your reason was. Delaying Second Miss' affairs is a great disaster. Haven't your father taught you since you were young that the master's affairs are more important than anything else?" the old man reprimanded.

"So you are Fang Han who raises the Thousand Miles Snow? Second Miss wants you to come over and answer her!"

At that moment, a maid with raised eyebrows and an arrogant attitude approached. Seeing Fang Han, she shouted, spread her five fingers like an eagle catching a rabbit, and directly grabbed Fang Han's shoulder.

Fang Han suddenly felt as if his whole body was bound and was lifted off the ground by this little maid.

"This move is called Crane Claw Print in the Sand... this maid is two or three times stronger than me." Fang Han noticed the maid's move and strength and thought of his experience of sneakingly learning martial arts.

However, he could not avoid it at all. Although he had secretly watched for a month and had some understanding, without a large amount of practice, how could he compare with the close personal maid of Second Miss?

Moreover, even if he could avoid it, he would not dare to. Otherwise, disaster would befall him immediately.

Thud!

Fang Han was thrown to the ground, his whole body sore and numb.

"Kneel down and answer." The maid kicked Fang Han.

"So you are Fang Han?" A voice came from atop the snow-white and divine looking "Thousand Miles Snow", Second Miss Fang was high above.

"The petty person is indeed Fang Han." Fang Han lowered his head, bearing the pain in his answer.

He knew that this Second Miss was called Fang Qingwei and was very powerful. As a servant, if he revealed any dissatisfaction, he might end up in even more trouble.

"My Thousand Miles Snow has been well raised by you, which proves that you have been taking good care of it. However, you were negligent this morning," said Fang Qingwei coldly. "I don't care what your reason was, as a servant, you must always think of your master's interests first. This is the rule of our Fang Family and the rule for all servants. Your life depends on this horse, so you must serve it well even at the cost of your life, understand?"

"The petty person understands. From now on, I will risk my life to raise the horse well for Second Miss, ensuring both the horse and I are alive. Please spare me for my negligence today." Fang Han bowed his head repeatedly, knowing what he should do at this moment.

As he sincerely knocked his head, his gaze quietly fell upon the boots of Fang Qingwei, who was standing on the stirrup.

Fang Qingwei's boots were pure white, inlaid with beautiful jade, delicate and gorgeous. Gazing at the high and mighty boot, Fang Han thought, someday, he could also make others look up to his boots.

"Reward him with ten whiplashes to remember this lesson."

Fang Qingwei waved her hand slightly on horseback.

"Yes!" A maid beside her immediately picked up the horsewhip and violently whipped Fang Han's body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!...

Fang Han's body trembled as the pain seared through him. The maid's strength was enormous, and with each whip, the tip of the whip danced in the air, creating a cracking sound. It almost felt like his bones were being shattered. However, he gritted his teeth and bore the pain, his cold sweat dripping.

Ten whiplashes later, he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Thank you, Second Miss, for the whiplashes!"

After the whipping, Fang Han gathered his last strength and said. As a servant, he must express his gratitude, otherwise, it would be considered defiance, and he would be punished more severely.

"Good!" Second Miss Fang Qingwei nodded with satisfaction from atop the horse. "I'm fair in both rewards and punishments. You were disciplined today for your negligence. However, you've raised the Thousand Miles Snow well, showing strong energy and no embezzlements of horse feed. So, I must reward you. Take this!"

A shiny silver ingot fell from the horse, landing in front of Fang Han.

This silver ingot was cast with exquisite flame patterns and the inscription of "Five Taels," clearly official silver from the Great Li Dynasty.

Five taels were equivalent to Fang Han's annual income, which was a good reward.

The Fang family's horses were fed better than humans, with a large supply of eggs and soy milk every day. Many servants secretly withheld horse feed for themselves, but Fang Han did not engage in such behavior.

With this reward, it showed that Fang Qingwei was very observant.

"Remember, as a servant, you will be punished for your mistakes and rewarded for your good deeds. As long as you are loyal and devoted to your master, you will always benefit." After leaving the reward, Fang Qingwei said to the several young men and women beside her: "Let's go, we shouldn't miss the hunting hour."

"Second Miss excels in managing the household."

A young man who had just seen Fang Qingwei handling Fang Han's case praised her.

"With a large family and many people, managing these servants requires strict rules," Fang Qingwei said with a cold, always noble tone. "It's just a matter of four words: grace and power combined. As long as you know how to balance between the two, everything will be fine."