Jiang Ning tossed away the stone, brushed off his hands and said, "I'm waiting for you to call me 'Master'."
When Li Baodan returns home, his face covered in blood, he sends the entire Prince of An's residence into a half-dead fright.
This is the old lady's heart's apple, her dearest child. Usually, if even a single hair falls from his head, she will raise a storm, scolding everyone around her furiously,
Imagine how much worse it is now that his entire face is bloody.
The old lady, with the support of her maidservant, turns pale with fright, almost fainting.
The responses of the Prince of An and the Princess Consort are of pure shock.
"What... what happened?"
The attendant sorrowfully replied, "Today, while this servant was accompanying the Little Master on the streets, we encountered a woman of extraordinary ferocity who, without much provocation, picked up a stone and smashed it in the Little Master's face, turning him into... well, this..."
