"How… How could you! I work day and night just to earn some coins…" Lily could not help but plead through her tears, her face soaked with injustice.
"Oh shut up! What are you crying for?!" puffed Madam Lisa.
With a coy yet annoyed look in her eyes, she raised her heavy hand and delivered a slap across Lily's small face…
Zeke continued to harness his energy in his shack.
He guided the ebb and flow of true energy throughout his body.
Suddenly, everything came to a halt, and a burst of true energy erupted within him not a second later.
Zeke let out an intense gasp and opened his eyes, he witnessed ripples dancing around him then slowly disappeared.
'Yes! Level six!' he thought to himself. Zeke slowly raised his arms and felt the magnitude of power he conjured.
He was sure he was at least five times the man he once was.
'The Way sure is strong, it hasn't even been a month since I started and I've already raised my level twice! The toxins within me have also been destroyed,' pondered Zeke excitingly.
He calmed himself soon after, a Strength of sixth level did not mean much, but it was still a force to be reckoned with.
Zeke pondered how much more powerful he could become with draconic augmentation.
"Please, stop…" a cry rang out from outside.
"Isn't that…Lily!?" Zeke rushed out from his shack with a face full of anger with no hesitation in his eyes.
As he exited, he saw Madam Lisa raise her large right hand, having a swinging action intended to strike Lily .
"Hey!" Zeke called out angrily, a raging storm had built within him, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice.
"If you lay a finger on her, you're dead!" Noticing the strength behind Madam Lisa's palm, he knew instantly that if it was aimed to connect with Lily's face, she would lose her teeth.
Zeke was furious.
"Get the f*ck out of here!" yelled Zeke. With a huff, Zeke concentrated bloodlust stopped Madam Lisa in her tracks, his energy froze her in her place.
Madam Lisa immediately changed her tune and displayed immense terror.
She quickly reached out a palm, hoping to defend herself.
Alas, Zeke was too powerful, his energy, akin to a polearm, pierced her defenses, shattered her right hand, and continued towards her bosom.
Madam Lisa screamed and was sent flying 30 feet away, fresh blood spitted out from her mouth as she landed.
Her body had been mangled by his attack; every bone shattered.
"Zeke?!" Madam Lisa gasped heavily between spats of blood, her eyes wide at the young man before her, unable to comprehend her assailant capable of such damage.
"Master!" squeaked Lily , face full of tearful glee.
Never once had she dreamt that Zeke would be so powerful.
The servant girls around stared at him mouths agape, shocked to the core.
"How is this possible? You're just a bastard, how could you be so powerful!?" gasped Madam Lisa, her face ashened white, not being able to comprehend how a weakling like Zeke managed to be so strong.
"Hmph!" he puffed, he pushed through the surrounding onlookers and arrived at Madam Lisa's feet.
He stared coldly at this wicked, fat lady.
"How dare you, you b*tch! How dare you touch her!" he screamed maliciously.
"Don't you dare touch me Zeke! I'm warning you! My cousin is a Khan official, if anything were to happen to me, you're dead!" Madam Lisa gleamed knowing how low Zeke stood in the Khan clan.
"Dead, am I?" said Zeke slyly.
"Yes, I- Ah!"
Just as Madam Lisa replied, Zeke stepped on her left hand, it caused her to howl in pain.
"You're just a servant, how dare you be so rude!" He then kicked her in the gut.
"How dare you hurt Lily !" Another kick.
"You're about to die, and yet you still dare threaten me?" Another kick.
…
Zeke stomped on Madam Lisa continuously without a care in the world, no remorse was felt for his actions.
Madam Lisa could do nothing except to cough more blood after each of Zeke's stomps.
She could not scream. The servants only held on to their breaths as they witnessed the cruel sight before them.
They could not help but wonder, was this still the bastard prince?
"Zeke, stop this at once!" an angry voice rang out.
A middle-aged man dressed in bronze approached warily.