310 The Meeting of a Young Lord and The Great Young Master (2/2)

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”These bastards! Not one of them is willing to accompany me!” Dong Tianleng gulped the wine down while devouring some meat. He looked indignant, his eyes slanted while his hat sat tilted to one side as well; one of his legs was on the chair and his face was an oily sheen from how he ate. He cursed aloud while eating, ”Each of them is wicked! One day, your father will show them…”

His guard beside had his head lowered, rolling his eyes fervently after making sure that Dong Tianleng would not see his actions – we have duties to perform, alright? Do you think that everyone is as free as you? You’re not toying with your sword nor being sordid today but throwing words now, are you?

”Ay, Old Fatty!” Dong Tianleng suddenly thought of something, as his eyes radiated.

”Young master, I’m Old Fatt, not Old Fatty.” The guard scanned his scrawny body miserably. Why would you even think that I would ever be called fat?

”Old Fatt!” Dong Tianleng corrected himself and stuck his head over, lowering his voice. ”I've just thought of something; find me some medicine.”

Old Fatt shuddered. ”Medicine? What medicine? What do you want to do?”

”What medicine? What do I want to do?” Dong Tianleng stared at Old Fatt like he was stupid. ”Nourishing medicine for their mystical beasts, of course.”

”Nourishing medicine?” Old Fatt was immediately suspicious. How can you be so kindhearted? Who’d believe that?

”Not the fatal nourishment nor that rare one that has no color nor scent. It’s fine even if it’s a normal laxative or… an aphrodisiac works too. As long as their beasts can be unwell for a month.” Dong Tianleng gritted his teeth. ”F*ck them for ignoring me… Ridiculous! If I’m upset, none of them can feet great too!”

Old Fatt felt faint; he was seriously wondering if his luck was at the lowest point in life. Why else would he lose in rock-paper-scissors today? Why else would he be sitting here and not anyone else?

How could he complete this task?

As long as it’s not lethal? Are you giving an aphrodisiac to a cub less than a month old? Giving a laxative? So it will be unwell for a month? You don’t even look like you’ll stop if you don’t torment them to death!

You’ll be fine if a mishap really did happen because I’d definitely be the scapegoat. The point is, I might not be the only one doomed; my entire family might be involved just in this one incident.

”Yes?” Dong Tianleng was impatient.

”No, no! This can’t be!” Old Fatt’s head shook like a rattle drum.

”Old Fatt, do you know why you got promoted so slowly in our family?” Dong Tianleng was giving him a sorrowful look. ”It's because you’re too timid! How big a thing can this be?”

How big a thing can this be? You offending three families in one go, you tell me how big a thing this is!

If this fellow was not his young master, Old Fatt was certain that he would have lost his cool, beaten him to death then go on to torture his corpse for the next three days.

I'm timid, am I? Your father will show you how bold I am!

As Dong Tianleng continued his string of curses, he suddenly saw a young master dressed in white strolling in with an escort dressed in black. Wherever he passed, there seemed to be a fragrant air following.

The white-clothed young master was graceful and handsome; he was lean and tall, his elegance unsurpassed. A glance at him immediately conveyed the fact that he came from a great and reputable large family. No matter the aspect, it showed a sense of superiority.

In spite of this, Dong Tianleng rolled his eyes and lowered his head to eat.

Great Young Master Dong Tianleng had always called himself the natural enemy of all things elegant in this world!

No matter how otherworldly the person was, Great Young Master Dong Tianleng would be upset once he laid eyes him or her – on what f*cking basis are you more handsome than me? Why is your mannerism better than mine? Why are you more graceful than me?

Everything is a f*cking act! If this young master puts up a front, it won’t pale in comparison to you! I despise falsehood, bumpkin!

With Yun Yang’s decent looks and extraordinary bearing, he should not be Dong Tianleng’s cup of tea but oh, how the world worked! When they had met then, Yun Yang’s feigned pretentious popinjay front caught Dong Tianleng’s penchant and he took to Yun Yang right away. Afterwards, the more Dong Tianleng felt Yun Yang’s ‘hidden’ sense of popinjay-ness through his actions and words, the more he was impressed and submitted himself as a subservient young brother.

However, the rest of the otherworldly young masters and handsome youths stung Dong Tianleng’s eyes – there was no exception!

However, Dong Tianleng was exceptionally glum right now and had no mood to find fault with others, deciding that he would be merciful and keep himself from attacking as long as that young master did not continue to hang around him. On the other hand, he would pound that elegance right into the fellow's buttocks if the other party did anything.

He did not want to provoke the person but the latter had taken the initiative to come to him instead.

”Oh?” The eyes of the young master in white shone once he saw Dong Tianleng. ”I can tell that this young master is an elite with just a single glance. Young brother regrets not meeting you earlier. I wonder if this young master is interested to have a drink with me? This young brother will pay!”

Old Fatt’s face twitched uncontrollably.

Brother, how could you possibly tell that my young master is an elite? You must really be bold to dare to strike a conversation now. Let’s see my young master paint your face with interesting colors with his rejection.

Indeed!

”Well, that largely depends.” Dong Tianleng’s head was raised with a tilt. ”How sordid are you?”