Xiantao Town, Yu Family!
Yu Biao was holding a hot towel, pressing it against his swollen, red face while the house steward stood by his side, and Yu Sanliu sat across from him.
"Hiss... Ah..."
Yu Biao tried to speak, but every time he moved his lips, it pulled on the muscles of his face, causing him to gasp in pain.
At the same time, he deeply hated that damn Ni Manzi.
He had no idea how this brute had found out he'd once inquired after his whereabouts, only for him to sneak into his room in the dead of night.
Even now, Yu Biao vividly remembered the terrifying scene.
That day, he was embracing his Third Concubine, getting undressed, when suddenly a voice came from behind, "Need any help?"
He was just about to draw his "gun," but that voice shocked him so much that he lowered his head.
In a fit of anger, he cursed, "Who's the blind moron interrupting my good time, I'll f*ck..."
Before he could finish his swear word, he saw a hand shaped like a spatula coming right at him.
