âChief, I⦠I didnât know this little boy is the recently recovered grandson of Master Yun Fengâs, I implore your lordship to have mercy on our ignorance.â Banging his head against the floorboard, the man known as Dou Tian quickly forced his own son to do the same after seeing how cluelessly dull the teen was acting. âYou brat, how dare you provoke Sir Xiachen here. Quickly apologize to him!â
After the initial kowtows, the man also attempted to sooth the mood with that so-called charming smile of his: âSir Xiachen, you lectured my son well. This brat here only knows how to go make trouble outside day in and day out. Itâs a blessing for me and my clan that you would have your maid discipline my son in our stead.â
Originally Dou Tian only wanted to flatter and kiss up to the boy, but his words werenât thought out very well and hit a bump instead.
âDragony isnât my maid, sheâs my little sister!â Bai Xiachen clearly sounded upset in his voice, âIf you keep talking nonsense then I will have Great-grandfather here tear your mouth apart!â
Shuddering with great fright, Dou Tian looked dangerously white because he never expected this mistake. It couldnât be helped. He never heard of Bai Yan having a daughter, only a son according to the rumors floating out there.
âI deserve to be hit. I said the wrong thing.â To prove his sincerity, the man actually slapped himself rather hard. Right away, that face had swollen into a bumpy bruise like his sonâs.
Unfortunately for the other side, Bai Xiachenâs temper still didnât let up. Turning away, the boy didnât want to look at them.
âAhumph!â Chief Wu Wei makes a dry cough to clear up his throat, âOh right Dou Tian, didnât you say you wanted me to get justice for you? How do you want me to help? You also said little Dragony here is a threat to everyone in the Misty Fairy House and needed me to dispose of her? Is that what you want?â
The housemaster of the Dou family really wanted to throw himself into a hole and never come back out right now. âMisunderstanding, this is all a big misunderstandingâ¦â
Partly true, it was a huge misunderstanding on his end for not investigating first. If this Dou Tian had known the one who beat his son silly was the grandson of Yun Feng and great-grandchild of the chief, then he would never show his face around here, let alone have the guts to come demanding justice.
âMisunderstanding?â Chief Wu Wei chuckles coldly to emphasize his displeasure: âYour misunderstanding really is a big one. Are you planning to say my home here is a threat as well?â
Collapsing to the floor and unable to get back up, Dou Tian felt despair at what the chief meant by that last comment. Itâs pretty much a death sentence for his clan even if they do get out of this unscathed. Who would ever use them again? Who would ever cooperate with them again? None, thatâs who! No one would want to work with the Dou family again!
âXiachen,â Chief Wu Wei changes his attitude to a nice one again when turning to the boy, âhow do you want to punish this pair?â
âI want that teen from the Dou family to be Wang Xiaopengâs follower.â Biting his nail, the little steambun flickers with light in those eyes like heâs scheming something evil.
âThatâs a good choice. Now what about the other one?â
âGreat-grandfather, you said his name is called Dou Tian?â All smiles there, the boyâs words somehow sounded ominous despite it being all cheerful. âI think its rather unsuited for him to have such a mighty name.â
Note: Dou Tian in chinese means challenging the heavens.
Ruffling the boyâs hair: âThen what sort of name do you think is suitable for him?â
âLetâs call him⦠Canât Beat A Bug. If he canât even beat a bug then what good is it for him to have a name like Dou Tian?â
Chief Wu Wei couldnât keep up with the boyâs logic. This name⦠Why is it so strange?
But then since his great-grandchild has spoken, he as the adult wasnât going to disagree.
âOkay, from now on he will be renamed Canât Beat A Bug!â
Now thatâs what you call suffering. Dou Tianâs reputation would surely become ruined after this joke becomes widespread. Looking down at the son whoâs responsible for his own misfortune, the man grew vicious: âJust wait until we go back!â