Seeing the bruised and swollen-faced head steward on the ground, the third young master Mu Yan, who was trying to rescue him from Mo Ran's Spiritual Power, shouted, "Enough! Stop hitting him! If my brother doesn't like me, I'll leave. Why take it out on a steward?"
The Hu'er raised his chin and glanced at the two of them. "You two aren't having an affair, are you?"
Lia, watching the live stream, nearly kicked the floor when her dad blurted out, "Haha, Dad, he's totally playing himself! So wicked!"
Upon hearing Mu Yan, Mu Yan's calm expression almost cracked on the spot. He glanced at the head steward, who was swollen like a pig on the ground, and his lips twitched. The head steward was a herbivorous beastman with a horse-like face.
He frowned in disgust. "Young man, it's my fault for not greeting you upon our first meeting. I just received the news and happened to be passing through this area when the head steward was here. Please don't misunderstand."
Hu'er scoffed, "Ugh, who would believe that? So hypocritical! This is clearly my home. Don't you have a home of your own? Why are you living here!"
The head butler lay on the ground, covering his face, seemingly still unconvinced, because a row of his teeth had fallen out, making his speech very slurred.
"The Duke has given his permission for the Third Young Master to stay here! Moreover, the Third Young Master is here to learn how to inherit the family business..."
Upon hearing this Mu Yan immediately interrupted the butler, "Brother, I said, if you don't like me going out, I can leave. There's no need to make things difficult for others."
Hu'er: "Fine, then get out of my house!"
Mu Yan's fingers curled, and the trembling Spiritual Power within his body seemed about to burst forth. This good-for-nothing was truly infuriating. He sneered, "Just wait and see."
Hu'er smirked. "There's no time like the present. Get out of here today, and I'll see. Don't even think about taking anything from my house! I know everything in this house belongs to my father. You people have already spent all your own money! Don't think I don't know what you're up to!"
Hu'er spoke very bluntly, and Lia thought Mu Yan was really tolerant. Hu'er was quite smart, seeing through who had ulterior motives immediately. Even if this wasn't the case, at least the direction was right.
To reiterate, if Hu'er isn't with the Caspar family, it's obvious who will end up with Caspar's things.
It wasn't hard to guess at all, but Caspar didn't think that much about it, only that selecting one or two good students would be difficult to detect.
Lia was wondering if her grandfather was raising a tiger to cause trouble; a bunch of lazy good-for-nothings living in the Duke's mansion was really disgusting.
Actually, Caspar wasn't happy either, but his great-grandfather the fox always said that Caspar was selfish and didn't care about his family, saying that only when the people of the tribe lived well and grew stronger... In short, he threw a tantrum and made Caspar train an heir.
Even though Caspar had suspicions, he couldn't do anything to others because he lacked evidence.
Quinn also uncovered some top-secret files, Caspar's psychiatrist said that Caspar was once so resentful that he wanted to slaughter his entire family.
Lia had no doubt that Caspar couldn't do it, but Caspar's wife was an incredibly kind person and certainly wouldn't want him to do it.
So for years, Caspar lived in self-blame and resentment, his ruby-red eyes carrying too much weight.
The scene returned to Hu'er's live stream screen, where Hu'er followed Mu Yan to a courtyard that looked very luxurious, with all kinds of flowers and fruit trees, and the environment was very beautiful.
Mu Yan, who lived the life of a young master, seemed to behave very properly. In contrast, the servants around him looked down on the carefree and irresponsible Hu'er Hu'er and gave him a cold look.
On the contrary, he was extremely respectful to Mu Yan.
Lia thought, well, no need to think anymore, he was certain that the Hu'er incident was related to Mu Yan!
Mu Yan packed her things, and the servants beside her exchanged glances; one of them seemed to be going to fetch reinforcements.
Hu'er ignored the servants who had slipped out and waited for Mu Yan to pack. It turned out that everything was bought with money from the Duke's mansion, and not a single item could be taken out.
Hu'er sneered, "Hmph, what a parasite, daring to claim good grades... Transfer all the money back!"
Mu Yan was on the verge of exploding, but he was still trying his best to hold back. He thought that as long as he called Caspar over, Caspar would know how hopeless his own son was. How naive of him to dare to kick him out on the very first day.
After figuring it out, Mu Yan transferred all the star coins in his balance to Hu'er, leaving him completely penniless. However, he wasn't worried at all. If Uncle Caspar kicked him out, he would just bring out his grandfather.
Lia, with her omniscient perspective, didn't miss the sinister glint in Mu Yan's eyes.
"Honey, this person is definitely suspicious. Have someone investigate Mu Yan."
Quinn tapped his wrist, and a light screen flashed. He began to follow his wife's instructions, issuing tasks to his subordinates, just like a capitalist who only knew how to exploit the lower class.
After making the arrangements, Quinn said, "It will probably take about an hour."
Lia nodded, "Wow, that's amazing! Look how my dad really ransacked the place, leaving them with absolutely nothing... I had no idea my dad's spatial storage could hold so much, haha. Look how pale Mu Yan's face is."
Quinn: "Hmm."
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By this time, Hu'er was exhausted from shouting, and Mo Ran held her in his arms, displaying an air of extreme arrogance and debauchery.
Caspar stepped inside and saw his son hanging on another orc. His feelings became complicated. "What happened?"
Mu Yan stood opposite Hu'er and the others, head bowed in silence, while the servant beside him spoke up for him.
"Oh dear, Duke, you've finally arrived! The young master says he wants to kick the third young master out! Tell me, is this reasonable? It's truly a bitter pill to swallow..."
Caspar chuckled upon hearing this, and a flash of white light appeared, splattering blood on the servant's face as his head was severed from his body.
Lia: "..."
Quinn: "... As expected of Grandpa."
The room instantly filled with the stench of blood, and Caspar's sharp gaze swept over everyone in the room.
Everyone who had been scanned dared not be the first to stand out, fearing they would be the next to be dismembered.
The maid rolling on the ground had her eyes wide open, as if she were glaring at them and inviting them to go to hell together!
The servants desperately wanted to escape the room, but found they couldn't move their feet at all.
Caspar's gaze fell indifferently on Mu Yan.
"It seems your family's appetite has grown increasingly large over the years. Your father has accumulated huge gambling debts and has been hiding all these years, hoping that one day you will make a name for yourself or become the heir so he can pay them off. It seems you have failed his expectations."
Upon Mu Yan, Mu Yan looked up in disbelief at Caspar's cold, chilling red eyes, his mind going completely blank. How could his father owe money? Impossible!
"Our family isn't without mining. You're only a few years older than Hu'er, so you should be 210 this year. With an A+ Spiritual Power, you should be able to live for 700 years. You've enjoyed 200 years of young master life, so paying back with 700 years of mining is actually quite lenient. Let's investigate things thoroughly before sending you back to mining."
Several agile, high-level Spiritual Power guards appeared behind Caspar at some unknown time and dragged Mu Yan away.