Chief Warden? Beat Him Up!

Chu Danqing sent the two maidservants away. He was going to open the treasure chest, and outsiders should not be present.

You opened: Treasure Chest (Excellent Grade), obtained: Xiliang Infantry Armor, Paradise Points ×1700

Xiliang Infantry Armor

Type: Equipment · Armor

Quality: Excellent

Durability: 100/100

Defense: 20

Cloth Surface (Passive): Agility +1

Equipment Requirements: Strength 7, Constitution 7

Chu Danqing glanced at it and tossed it into his Storage Space.

Wearing it would indeed increase Agility by 1 point, but it was not permanent. Take it off, and the bonus was gone.

Compared to Agility, he needed the extra 10 points of Defense more. Da Bao could not wear it either, so he could only take it back and sell it.

"The hierarchy between treasure chests is really cruelly realistic."

The Excellent Grade treasure chest from Azure Cliff Bandit Fortress and the Excellent Grade treasure chest from the Cave Beast Priest were worlds apart, as different as heaven and earth.

That was only normal. The things a treasure chest could yield were related to the group its slain owner belonged to.

What right did this bunch of bandits have to compare themselves to the Cave Beast Priest?

"But it is still far better than the guaranteed thousand points." Chu Danqing looked at his replenished Paradise Points and was quite satisfied.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded from outside. Da Bao rose and went to open the door.

"You, what do?" Da Bao lowered his head and looked at a burly man carrying a food box.

The man's expression froze, and he forced out a smile. "I brought you some food."

Da Bao reached out, took the food box, and casually shut the door.

"He wanted fight, got scared away." Da Bao set the food box on the table. Chu Danqing took out the food and arranged it in front of Da Bao.

Da Bao's hands were too large to fit inside, so Chu Danqing could only do it for him.

"It was probably a show of strength. Or perhaps someone egged him on." Chu Danqing had guessed at several possibilities, while quietly considering how to deal with them.

One must not harbor the heart to harm others, but one must never lack the heart to guard against them.

Da Bao wolfed down the food, shoveling it all into his mouth in just a few bites.

"Average." Da Bao even offered his evaluation.

"It is ancient times, after all. Normal." Chu Danqing naturally understood that ancient food could never compare to the assortment of modern seasonings.

Even a packet of MSG could turn a chef into a god of cooking in ancient times.

All that talk about ancient food being more delicious because it was natural was nonsense. Did they take modern agronomists, botanists, and all those other scientists for mere decorations?

Modern crops not only had higher yields, but their texture and flavor also far surpassed those of ancient times.

If one said ancient people knew how to have fun, Chu Danqing could not imagine just how good they were at it. But if one claimed their food was exceptionally delicious, that was not necessarily true.

At most, they ate rare things modern people could not match. But in terms of flavor, even a snack street could probably contend with them.

The wisdom of technology and ruthless tricks was beyond what ancient chefs could imagine.

"Not full." Da Bao muttered again.

Chu Danqing pulled out quite a bit of food from his Storage Space.

Da Bao's expenditure did not arise from thin air. Every day, he needed to replenish it with vast amounts of food.

However, he could also eat a large quantity of food at once and use it as stored nutrition.

Chu Danqing was already considering buying a batch of nutrient-dense, easily absorbed compressed food to reduce how much and how often Da Bao needed to eat.

Actually, that was not the best solution. The best solution would be to feed Da Bao medicinal meals prepared from heavenly treasures and earthly herbs.

But the problem was that he had no heavenly treasures or earthly herbs, so Da Bao could only make do for now.

While Da Bao kept swallowing food, another knock came from outside.

This time, Chu Danqing went to open the door.

Seeing that it was not Da Bao who opened the door, the visitor visibly relaxed. "You must be the extraordinary gentleman, Mister Chu, whom the young miss invited into the residence."

"I would not dare call myself extraordinary, but it is indeed me." Chu Danqing did not deny it. "And you are?"

"I am Gao Jie, the Chief Warden of the Lu family. I heard that the young master asked the lord to grant you the position of a guest Attendant, and I found it truly hard to accept."

"I came to see what abilities and strange arts you actually possess." Gao Jie clasped his hands and stated his purpose.

The Lu family did not lack guest Attendants, but every one of them was a person of great renown. How could an unknown junior like Chu Danqing take such a position?

He feared that Chu Danqing had used some underhanded method to deceive the Lu family's young master and young miss, so he had come to test him.

Earlier, he had sent over a warden, but the man had been frightened away, claiming there was a strange beast that could speak.

"Da Bao, beat him up." Chu Danqing stepped aside, clearing enough space for Da Bao to pass.

Only then did Gao Jie see Da Bao inside the room, but it was already too late. Without another word, Da Bao charged at him.

A massive red-furred fist swung toward Gao Jie's chest.

Gao Jie's expression changed drastically. He was about to say something, but the fist had already landed on his chest.

That single punch sent his entire body flying backward.

Da Bao was even faster. He grabbed Gao Jie by the foot, forcibly yanked him back, and swung him by the leg, smashing the side of his face into the wall.

He let Gao Jie slowly slide to the ground.

Then Da Bao released him and returned to Chu Danqing's side. "Beat him up already."

Da Bao's intelligence was not high, but he could still distinguish between the words "kill" and "beat up."

Killing meant taking a life; beating up meant teaching a lesson. He had controlled his strength well, lest he truly beat the man to death or cripple him.

Gao Jie climbed to his feet, bruised and swollen, feeling pain all over his body.

"Chief Warden Gao, you are not much good." Chu Danqing mocked him. "With your three-legged cat skills, how are you supposed to guard a household?"

Chu Danqing was not made of clay. The man had come right up to his door to provoke him, so how could he possibly give him a pleasant face?

Besides, he had been invited by Lu Yin and Lu Qiaoyun. You were just an employee—what business did you have meddling in what employees the owners hired?

Since the other party was not courteous, Chu Danqing was hardly going to press a warm face against a cold buttock.

At Chu Danqing's words, Gao Jie's face turned green, then white.

He looked warily at Da Bao beside Chu Danqing. Unable to offend them, he could only force himself to say, "This lowly one overestimated himself. Mister Chu truly is an extraordinary man."

That was right. He had backed down.

He had no intention of stubbornly fighting to the bitter end.

In his view, with Chu Danqing's skill in taming strange beasts, becoming a guest Attendant of the Lu family was as certain as a nail driven into a board.

In the future, they would surely both serve the Lu family. Since his own status was lower than Chu Danqing's, if he did not want difficult days ahead, he had better apologize first and then curry favor.

Besides, between a Chief Warden and a guest Attendant, the Lu family naturally knew who held greater value.

Chu Danqing truly had not expected Gao Jie to endure the beating and even take the blame upon himself.

He was a capable fellow indeed. No wonder he had risen to become Chief Warden within an aristocratic clan.

"Chief Warden Gao flatters me. I only hope there will not be a next time." Chu Danqing said slowly, putting on airs.

His attitude certainly could not be very good. The man had come to his door to provoke him—he could not possibly expect Chu Danqing to forget it on the spot.

That Chu Danqing did not continue making things difficult for him was already a sign of great magnanimity.