Yue Yi looked at the people who appeared and immediately pointed to the noble children in front of her, saying, "Aunt, great-grandfather, it was they who, relying on their status and numbers, tried to bully me and even told me to let them know what the Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion is like."
Seeing the situation before them, the young nobles stiffened slightly. The Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion was one of the larger and more powerful noble families in the entire Heaven Dou City. Apart from the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, the Wind Snow Pavilion, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Prince's Mansion, the Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion was arguably the strongest force in Heaven Dou City.
So normally they acted arrogantly and domineeringly, and as long as they didn't run into a brick wall, the Duke's Mansion could handle anything. But this time, it seems they've run into a brick wall.
"My father is Duke Chiming, this is all a misunderstanding. Seniors, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Wang Er, the leader, lowered his head silently, looking at the situation before him, showing no trace of his arrogant demeanor just moments before.
"The Duke of Blazing Nether? Never heard of him." Wang Qiu'er chuckled, her gaze sweeping over Wang Er, completely ignoring his mention of the Duke of Blazing Nether.
"Yue Yi, we'll handle this however you want." Qian Daoliu silently withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his back, and struck a pose like a master.
The noble children in front of him were just some kids. If it got out that he, a Limit Douluo, was to fight against a few children, people would laugh their heads off.
Of course, this is assuming Yue Yi isn't hurt. If Yue Yi were hurt, the situation would be entirely different.
"Yes, apologize, and apologize to him directly." Yue Yi stood there and thought carefully before speaking crisply.
"Then let's make an apology. Have that Duke of Chiming come to the Wind Snow Pavilion in person to apologize within a day. Otherwise, the Wind Snow Pavilion will pay him a visit." Qian Daoliu waved his hand dismissively, while the Soul Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion picked up several noble children and headed towards the Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion.
"It's alright now, you can go home. By the way, what's your name?" Yue Yi turned to the child and asked softly.
"My name is Mochen. I can't go back to my home, and I have nowhere to go now." Mochen glanced at them and lowered his head in disappointment.
"Can't go back? You don't have a home anymore? How pitiful." Yue Yi's eyes blinked a few times, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes.
"Well, why don't you come back with us? My house is very big, and my dad and mom often take in homeless people." Yue Yi looked at Mochen in front of her and said thoughtfully.
"Go back with you?" Mochen asked, somewhat at a loss.
"Yes, our family is very big, one more person like you won't make a difference, right, great-grandfather?" Yue Yi looked at Qian Daoliu beside her, her eyes questioning.
Qian Daoliu looked Mochen up and down with his eyes. For some reason, he could sense a faint evil aura emanating from Mochen.
But then I thought about it again, and realized that a child who is about two years old could not possibly be a vicious and heinous villain.
"As long as Yue Yi is willing, it's fine. Anyway, your father's family is big and wealthy, they won't miss one more mouth to feed." Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze from Mochen, his voice full of indifference.
"Then it's decided. Let's go back." Yue Yi smiled and led Mochen towards the mansion.
In the Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion, Duke Wang Ming sat in the hall with a smile on his face, sipping tea.
He was originally a follower of Xue Qinghe, and now that Xue Qinghe Ascend the Throne, his status in the Imperial Court has risen accordingly, and his future is truly bright.
Just then, a child's cry rang out from outside the hall. Wang Ming looked over and saw Wang Er walking along, crying, with a wooden stick in his hand and a Xiao Bai on the stick.
"Father!"
"Father... Father... Father..."
Looking at Wang Er's appearance, Wang Ming's lips twitched involuntarily, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.
"You bastard, your father isn't dead yet!" Wang Ming roared, slamming the teacup in his hand onto the ground.
The teacup shattered with a sharp, crisp sound, startling me.
"Father, I was bullied, and they even made you apologize in person." Wang Er, crying as he spoke.
With a bang, Wang Ming slammed his hand heavily on the table in front of him, looked at his son, and said angrily, "What are you crying for? Your father is still here!"
"Butler, grab your weapons and summon all the Soul Master of the Duke's Mansion. I want to see who has the audacity to bully the Crimson Nether Duke's Mansion!"
"Remember, no matter what happens, your father can handle it for you. What kind of behavior is this, crying and wailing? Tell me who they are and where they live!"
As he spoke, Wang Ming couldn't help but feel angry at his son's lack of ambition, and glanced at him.
"Father, you should know better than me where the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion is from." Wang Er wiped away his tears and said with some hope.
"Hmm, just a Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion..."
"Wait a minute, kid. What did you say? The Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion!" Wang Ming's expression stiffened, and he turned his gaze over.
"Yes, it's the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion. She even punched me, and it really hurt. Father, you have to sort this out for me." Wang Er nodded seriously.
"Well, it's nothing serious. Tell me what happened first." Wang Ming slowly sat down and spoke quietly.
Being bullied by the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion is no big deal. At worst, the Duke's Mansion can just keep quiet and pretend they don't know anything.
"Father, as usual, I was walking my dog and fighting cocks in Heaven Dou City, and bullying some commoners along the way. But while I was bullying some commoners, a little girl pushed me down and punched me. I was furious and was about to call someone to bully them, but it turned out that the little girl was actually the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind Snow Pavilion." Wang Er recounted the whole story.
At this moment, the Duke's Mansion's steward slowly walked in and said, "Master, the people have been assembled, but we don't know where they are going."
Wang Ming glanced at the steward in front of him and said, "What the hell are you calling? Go prepare an apology. We'll go to the Wind Snow Pavilion to apologize later!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Er asked in surprise, "Dad, didn't you say you could handle anything for me? If you can handle it, why should we apologize?"
Wang Ming slowly stood up and said, "Son, I can handle other people's affairs for you, but I can't handle this one."