Qing Prefecture, Demon Suppression Division.
Two carriages stopped by the side gate.
"Miss, shouldn't we take Young Master home?" Li Xiao'er jumped down, his face clouded with worry.
"They're only external injuries. Take him to Lord Bai. He's good at treating wounds and won't leave scars."
Li Mujin knew her younger brother's temperament. He hated people bringing up his status as a rich young master, and hated even more when they credited all his current achievements to the Li Family's support... Though the truth was, without their parents secretly looking after him, his rash, glory-seeking nature would have gotten him killed countless times over.
The more people discussed it behind his back, the more he wanted to prove himself.
That only made him more impulsive, leaving the Li Family to clean up even more of his messes.
Like this River Demon incident. Several Captains had already gone missing, and they'd received a bloodstained token—clear signs that they were short-handed. Yet he hadn't wanted to ask the other Vice Generals for help. He'd charged in headfirst, hoping to snatch an easy win.
If Shen Yi hadn't been an unexpected variable, he would nearly have gotten the whole group killed in Shuiyun Township.
Now he'd only suffered some external injuries. He ought to be burning incense in gratitude.
"Serves him right to spend a month in bed. Maybe he'll reflect on himself."
At this, Li Xiao'er explained helplessly, "Young Master had actually become much more level-headed. First, Lord Fang Heng, whom he's never gotten along with, was chosen as the Commander-in-Chief's disciple... Then he was shaken up in Baiyun County... That's why he grew impatient."
As he spoke, he stole a glance at the figure ahead.
There was no denying that the other man could unsettle Young Master. It probably wasn't just