Seeing the vile steward head up the mountain, Wang Zhengfei was not surprised. Since Miss Wang could have the old hunter go up the mountain, she could naturally have the steward go as well. Yet when he thought of how the vile steward's scheme had nearly cost him his life, a faint frost hung over Wang Zhengfei's face.
The steward cared nothing for Wang Zhengfei's attitude. So long as Wang Zhengfei had not died, he could answer to his young mistress. The old hunter was naturally sent home by the servants, while Wang Zhengfei was taken back to the Wang residence by the steward. Wang Zhengfei's mother had not slept all night. Now that she saw her son return safely, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to remain standing. Wang Zhengfei was shocked. Forgetting everything else, he was about to rush over, but the steward stopped him again.
"Wang Zhengfei..." The steward sneered. "Your mother is fine. Last night, she ate no small amount of chicken, duck, fish, and meat in my Wang household. Since you have returned today, she was originally to be sent back into the dog cage. But as she is weak, there is no need. Our agreement still stands! If you are not confident, you still have half a day..."
Wang Zhengfei looked painfully at his unconscious mother and cut the steward off. "No need. Let's do it now!"
"Good!" The steward waved a hand. "Bring everything over!"
"Woof, woof..." The vicious dog roared as it was brought into the dog cage. Several servants carried over the desk and the earlier portrait, while Wang Zhengfei's mother, hearing the dog's barking, slowly came around.
At this moment, Master Wang also strolled over unhurriedly and sat in a grand armchair to watch. Wang