Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The man was never patient in the first place and the boy was the final straw.
The child, however, did not appreciate his gesture at all. Looking up at the man with his proud but adorable little face, he commented offhandedly, âYour apology isnât sincere at all!â
Boomâ
Gu Jinglianâs patience finally reached its end.
He clenched his fist so tightly that the knuckles made a loud clicking sound.
When Butler Fu saw the man fiercely clenching his fist and the situation about to turn bad, he promptly rushed over to stop the adult. âMaster, calm down!â
Baby Chu was also shocked by the manâs appalling face of anger. Gulping down a glob of saliva at the other partyâs terrifying expression, he kept quiet thereafter for fear of getting his neck wrangled by the incensed man!
âDonât get violent; we can always reason things out!â advised the little fellow in all seriousness.
The man hissed. âDo you believe Iâll break your neck?â
The boy was absolutely shocked and terrified this time as his jaw dropped and, with a pale face, covered his throat with his hands protectively.
How vicious!
To the little boy, the baddie looked like he would snap off his neck any time!
âItâs against the law to kill someone!â
âOver here, my words are law!â Gu Jinglian retorted coldly. âKid, if you donât know any better, Iâll really throw you to the dogs!â
âWuuu...â Baby Chu looked ready to cry again.
Butler Fu quickly stepped in to console the kid with much trepidation. âBoy, donât cry! Master is merely scaring you with his threat!â
âShut up!â The mafia head lambasted his butler angrily; to which, the latter gave him a much aggrieved look.
The man glared icily at the little lad, who also stared back at him. After a long time, The child took another gulp, licked his dry lips, and tried playing truce with a trembling voice. âUncle, donât be angry. How about I forgive you? Letâs make up, alright? I wonât be mad anymore and you donât throw me to feed the dogs...â
The adult furrowed his brows, but upon seeing the little oneâs sincere attitude, his gloomy face softened slightly finally.
âWeâll come to an agreement here. Youâll behave yourself and not cry, yes?â
âMhm-mhm...â Baby Chu immediately nodded his head earnestly, his pair of innocent eyes staring at the man.
The man then went to set further rules with him. âYou have to sleep by yourself, be quiet and donât give any trouble. Do you understand?â
âYes, yes... I understand...â The little lad was afraid that he would be fed to the dogs, so he agreed to the conditions in a hurry.
âGo back to your room now!â The mafia head gave another command.
Without further ado, the boy flipped himself down from the bed and, not even bothering to put on his shoes, ran out barefoot.
âIâll send him back to the guest room to rest,â quipped Butler Fu. He took his masterâs silence as a sign of approval.
The old man quickly gave chase to the boy, closing the door as he exited the room.
Once the little one was gone, the room went quiet at once.
Gu Jinglian felt an instant relief as he went to lie down on the bed. He finally had his peace.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, little did he know that the boy was truly scared out of his wits; the latter immediately went to hide under the blanket once he got back to the guest room.
He really believed that, if he were to misbehave, the baddie would break his neck and feed him to the dogs.
He was so terrified that he continued to shake from fear as he hid under the blanket in his room. His tears and mucus from his crying soaked through the pillow, and no comfort could settle his nerves, no matter how much the old man tried to cheer him up.
The few words from the mafia boss had left an indelible mark on his young mind.
It was not until dawn that the little fella, with his tears still swimming in his eyes, finally dozed off.
The old butler guarded the bedside until the little one fell asleep before he shook his head and silently left the room with a sigh.