Chapter 4: Anger

Bang bang bang!

The violent knocking on the door continued, echoing through the room with an unsettling intensity.

The force behind the knocks made it clear that the person outside had no intention of showing any respect to the master of the house. In a display of sheer brute force, the door was kicked open with a resounding crash. The room was then invaded by the presence of a middle-aged man, dressed as a guard, who sauntered in with an air of arrogance. His sallow complexion and crooked eyes bore a sense of untrustworthiness.

Despite being around 30 years old, his appearance exuded the aura of an ordinary man. Standing behind him was a rugged and fierce-looking man, with a strong physique and a belt adorned with a short knife. His eyes were filled with an intense savagery, as if he were ready to pounce on someone.

As the middle-aged man entered the room, his gaze immediately fell upon Lin Yang, who lay on the bed. A mix of contempt, disdain, and a hidden maliciousness flickered across his eyes.

However, he still performed an exaggerated bow, seemingly an act steeped in mockery. After straightening up, his eyes scanned the dilapidated surroundings with a trace of internal condemnation.

Eventually, his gaze settled upon the pale young man, his expression freezing in surprise at the young man's unyielding composure. But soon enough, a sneer formed on his lips as he spoke in a tone that was neither overbearing nor submissive.

"Ninth Young Master, we are the guards sent by the master to ensure your safety. However, let it be known that we are also under the master's command. It is my hope that you won't make it difficult for us. As a noble, you cannot be compared to us lowly servants. I advise you, Ninth Young Master, to conduct yourself appropriately. Avoid any unnecessary conflicts and refrain from leaving the courtyard. Should you ignore this advice, our hands will be tied."

There was not a hint of respect in his words. Ever since he had entered the room, his demeanor had been one of arrogance and superiority, as if the roles of servant and master had been completely reversed. Not only did he show no deference to the master, but he also had no qualms about openly displaying his contempt and ridicule.

Lin Yang's expression turned cold, but the little maid by the bedside couldn't contain her anger any longer. "Is this what you call protection? It seems more like a form of imprisonment! How can you treat us in such a manner?"

The middle-aged guard's eyes turned frigid as his gaze shifted to Su Ling, who stood by Lin Yang's side. A glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he had stumbled upon a hidden gem. He shamelessly scanned Su Ling from head to toe, his eyes filled with lascivious hunger. After some time, he let out a salacious chuckle and turned to the fierce man behind him.

"Wang Ba, our Ninth Young Master may be worthless, but he certainly has an eye for women. His personal maid may not be a beauty, but her figure is truly captivating. Unfortunately, the Young Master is incapable of performing in bed. How about we give him some private lessons instead?"

The fierce man's eyes burned with desire as he stared at Su Ling's alluring figure. He eagerly nodded and said, "Big Brother, I never expected such good fortune in this miserable place! Let me have the pleasure of being the first!"

Their gazes were predatory, resembling wolves, tigers, and leopards, while the little maid seemed like a defenseless lamb at the mercy of a pack of hungry beasts. Upon hearing Wang Ba's suggestion, the sinister middle-aged guard licked his parched lips and spoke with a lewd smile, "Very well, just be gentle. We wouldn't want to break this delicate little girl now, would we?"

"Little girl, submit to us obediently. Don't resist. Your worthless young master is as fragile as a withering leaf. Sooner or later, he will meet his demise. In truth, someone has already ordered us not to let him live past tonight. Tomorrow, everyone will learn that the Ninth Young Master of the Lin family succumbed to a mysterious illness in his early years. If you surrender to us, perhaps we'll show mercy and spare your insignificant life."

In this moment, both guards had abandoned their greed and no longer hid their murderous intent towards Lin Yang. From their perspective, Lin Yang was a helpless fish on their cutting board, completely at their mercy. The reason why they hadn't killed him immediately was likely due to a twisted desire to witness the typically haughty young master whimper in pain.

The mere thought of it further fueled their excitement.

The little maid displayed a resolute expression. Surprisingly, in the face of two ravenous wolves, she displayed no fear. Instead, amidst Lin Yang's astonishment, she dashed to the loom beside the bed, seized a pair of gleaming scissors, and positioned herself between the guards and Lin Yang, using her fragile form as a shield. The guard in front of Lin Yang resembled an enraged tiger, vigorously brandishing the scissors as he shouted, "I dare you to touch even a strand of the young master's hair!" Suppressing the fear in her eyes, she faced Lin Yang and assured him, "Fear not, young master. I will protect you!"

But the more the little maid resisted, the more exhilarated the two guards became. They laughed sadistically, reveling in their sadistic game, akin to cats toying with a mouse. As guards of the Lin family, they had acquired some basic martial arts from the Lin family. While they hadn't attained the Spirit Awakening Realm, it would be foolhardy for a young girl to challenge them.

"What vicious dogs that can bite! Quite an accomplishment to become the Old Beast's lapdogs. Servitude has become ingrained in your bones!" A sharp, cold voice suddenly pierced the air.