Chapter 1094: Chapter 611: Heaven's Venerable Chapter 1094: Chapter 611: Heaven's Venerable After the incident, the patriarch berated Third Young Master Wright and punished him severely. When Third Young Master Wright returned to his room, he had to be carried there.
While being treated by the doctor, his face twisted with ferocity as he harbored hatred towards the person who had exposed him.
It was all Logan's fault. If not for him, the great ancestor would never have found out, and he wouldn't have suffered such agony and humiliation. From today on, everyone would know, and one could only imagine his ruined reputation.
The more Third Young Master Wright thought, the more discontented he felt. Naturally, he would not blame himself but would place it all on others.
For example, the root cause of all this exposure, Logan.
From the start, he didn't like him.
An outsider who, through some fluke, found favor with the great ancestor.
Welcomed by the entire Wright Family and even allowed to observe the Artifact Refining Master at work.
Yet, as the third son of the Wright Family, he couldn't even scold him.
Instead, he was punished by his father, the great ancestor. And now, due to that person's mistake, his plan to frame his elder brother had been revealed.
Now, he had become a laughingstock within the Wright Family, all thanks to Logan.
“Logan, I have you in my memory, just wait, I will not let this go easily.”
“Third Young Master, be careful, don't move, the medicine is still being applied.”
The servant hastily reminded him, but alas, it was too late; Third Young Master Wright aggravated his wound and let out a cry of pain. The next second, he lashed out with a kick to the servant's chest.
“Useless thing, why didn't you remind me sooner?”
The servant spit out a mouthful of blood from the forceful kick and crashed to the ground. Looking at Third Young Master Wright, his eyes were filled with pitiful grievance.
He did remind him, just not expecting Third Young Master Wright to move so quickly.
And now, the blame was unfairly placed on him.
Thinking of his injury, the servant couldn't help but feel sorrow from the depth of his heart.
It was just his luck. Had he served anyone else, he wouldn't be in such a predicament. Everyone knew that Third Young Master Wright was difficult to serve, and it was his own bad luck that landed him in this sorry state.
The servant lamented his fate inwardly but dared not show any dissatisfaction with Third Young Master Wright on the surface.
He forcibly suppressed the anger and frustration in his heart, managing to muster a forced smile.
“Third Young Master, if there are no other matters, your servant will take his leave.”
However, Third Young Master Wright did not gesture for him to leave but instead beckoned him closer, obviously having orders to give.
The servant's face showed a moment of difficulty, which quickly disappeared as he approached, deliberating internally before asking,
“Third Young Master, do you have any orders?”
A sinister gleam flickered in Third Young Master Wright's eyes as he whispered to the person before him.
“You, go call over a few of my trusted subordinates, quickly, and remember, this matter must be carried out in secret. No one else can know, especially not the family head of the Wright Family.”
Hearing this, a hint of conflict flashed through the servant's eyes as he looked hesitatingly at him.
“Third Young Master, usually the confidants should not be mobilized without permission, and we need to seek approval from our superiors. If you summon them rashly like this…”
Before he could finish speaking, he was silenced by a chilling glare from Third Young Master Wright.
“What, a mere servant, and I can't even command you?”
“No, not at all, your servant was just reminding you. If Third Young Master is displeased, I'll nary speak out of turn again.”
“Hmph.”
Third Young Master Wright let out a cold snort from his nostrils and chastised,
“Don't just stand there, go. Whoever I tell you to bring, you bring, and spare me any extra words. Otherwise, I'll make sure you regret it.”
The threat reached such extremes that the servant dared not disobey.
He agreed again and again, and soon, avoiding the eyes and ears of others, he brought Third Young Master Wright's confidants to his side.
Knowing that Third Young Master Wright was about to talk to his confidants, he tactfully exited, giving them space, and closed the door, ensuring that their conversation wouldn't be overheard.
He knew that, with his status, he was not qualified to listen to the conversations inside.
If he accidentally overheard what he shouldn't, Third Young Master Wright would surely silence him permanently.
The servant didn't dare to take the risk, especially at this crucial juncture.
He took a deep breath, pretending to know nothing, and stood dutifully outside the door.
Inside, the confidants looked at the injury on Third Young Master Wright's back with a pang of heartache.
“Third Young Master, how did you end up like this, how did the family law come into play?”
They had been training in the back courtyard and had not heard what happened in the front, naturally unaware of the extent of their master's injury.
If these people hadn't mentioned it, it would have been just as well; but mentioning it brought back all of Third Young Master Wright's unbearable memories.
Remembering the beating he endured, his face twisted with unsightliness and even looked somewhat contorted.
“Hmph, if it weren't for someone's good deeds, Logan, that damned brat, I will most certainly not let him off!”
Clenching his fists, he slammed one down onto the bed frame with a muffled thud, indicating how much force and anger he was exerting.
Seeing this, the confidants guessed what their master might be planning.
They promptly knelt on one knee, showing utmost respect.
“Third Young Master, you summoned us for orders? Please command us, whatever you ask, we will carry it out to the death.”
Chapter end
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