Chief Luo’s face turned black with anger; he had never considered himself a servant. Even Chu Jianlan had never ordered him around.
At this moment, Chu Feng, that worthless person, actually dared to command him in front of everyone.
Especially with the tone used for commanding lower servants, it was unbearable for him.
He felt his dignity was greatly trampled upon.
"I told you to bring it here, didn’t you hear? Are you deaf or stupid?" Chu Feng raised his tone a few notches.
Chief Luo’s anger flared even more; he subconsciously looked up at his true master, Mo Shang.
He saw Mo Shang give him a slight nod.
It was clear that for the greater good, Chief Luo must play the part of a real servant to Chu Feng this time.
Chief Luo’s face turned red, and with a chilly gaze, he walked over to Chu Feng holding the marriage contract.
"Here~!" Chief Luo, unwillingly holding the marriage contract with one hand, thrust it towards Chu Feng.
His tone and demeanor were filled with arrogance and displeasure.
"Is this the attitude you have when handing something to your master?" Chu Feng sneered coldly, showing no intention of accepting it.
"You... don’t overstep! You are merely the Third Prince. It’s not your place to decide on this matter. Whether you see the marriage contract or not, it makes no difference." Chief Luo could not hold back any longer and burst out on the spot.
After all, he possessed the cultivation of a Sword Master. Naturally, facing a mere second or third-rank Swordsman, he felt a sense of superiority.
Towards Chu Feng, he couldn’t possibly have any reverence.
"Senior brother, can I decide on this matter?" Chu Feng looked up at the solemn Chu Jianlan.
In his heart, he muttered, "Brother, please don’t betray me now!"
If Chu Jianlan said he couldn’t decide, then Chu Feng will be utterly embarrassed, letting Chief Luo, this arrogant dog slave, take him down.
Chu Jianlan’s gaze interlocked with Chu Feng’s. He felt the confidence exuding from his younger brother’s eyes, and seeing Chu Feng’s composure from beginning to end, Chu Jianlan felt inexplicably at ease and had absolute trust in him.
On the contrary, he was thrown into chaos after Mo Shang revealed his plots.
And was thoroughly controlled by Mo Shang.
This was extremely disadvantageous.
Perhaps, it would be better to let his younger brother handle this matter.
I will observe and see. If the younger brother handles it well, it would mean he has truly grown up. In the future, he can be someone to consult with on major matters in the mansion.
If it doesn’t go well, I will mediate then.
Having made up his mind, Chu Jianlan said in a loud voice, "This matter, my Third Brother can decide!"
The firm affirmation made the faces of Chief Luo, Mo Shang, and others change.
Especially Mo Shang, whose eyes unconsciously narrowed as he scrutinized Chu Feng. If Chu Feng’s previous entry had been impressive, now Chu Jianlan letting Chu Feng decide on major matters of the Sword King Mansion was very unusual.
It equaled to an indirect acknowledgment of Chu Feng’s decision-making status in the Sword King Mansion.
"Hand it to him with both hands!" Mo Shang’s voice carried a commanding tone, filled with irrefutable authority.
It really was ironic!
The Chief of Sword King Mansion couldn’t be commanded by Chu Feng and others, yet he is completely obedient to those from Prince Liu Mansion.
It shows how much Sword King Mansion had been bullied over the years.
Even worse than being trampled upon.
Although Chief Luo was reluctant, at this moment, he had no choice but to honestly hold the marriage contract with both hands and present it respectfully to Chu Feng.
His eyes were blazing with fire, and his expression was extremely ugly.
Chu Feng, on the other hand, wore a supercilious and mocking smile, leisurely sitting and sipping his tea.
"Please have a look, Third Prince!" Chief Luo bowed, presenting the marriage contract with both hands, yet Chu Feng delayed in accepting it, making him look like a clown enduring the mockery of the crowd. He couldn’t save face.
"Having been the manager of the Sword King Mansion for so many years, reaping many benefits and being well-nourished, do you not understand even the slightest bit of propriety?" Chu Feng still showed no intention of accepting the marriage contract, leaving Chief Luo to suffer slowly while bending over.
"What propriety?" Everyone could hear that Chief Luo’s voice was icy cold to the extreme.
Full of killing intent.
"When a servant presents something to their master, they must kneel and offer it!"
Chu Feng’s face was serious, but the hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth brought a slight smile to Chu Jianlan and his sister-in-law.
This was too satisfying!
Usually, no one could handle Chief Luo, not even Chu Jianlan possessed such capability. On one hand, Chief Luo had significant backing, not to be trifled with. On the other hand, Chief Luo was very cunning and never gave anyone leverage against him.
"What did you say? That I, as the manager, must kneel before you?" Chief Luo’s suppressed rage was completely ignited.
In Chief Luo’s subconscious, only Chu Feng should kneel before him. Being asked to kneel to Chu Feng, especially in front of so many people, was not just a slap in the face.
It was a blatant trampling of dignity.
"Manager Mo, our servants in Sword King Mansion are quite unruly, causing you embarrassment, please forgive us."
"Even such a small matter as presenting a marriage contract cannot be handled properly, alas, it’s a family misfortune! Evil servants overpowering their master, we failed to discipline, there’s nothing we can do! Drink tea, drink tea!"
Chu Feng shook his head and sighed, devaluing Chief Luo to nothingness.
Chief Luo clenched his fists so tightly they creaked, his eyes on Chu Feng almost seemed like he wanted to flay him alive.
Unfortunately, Chu Feng didn’t even spare him a glance, treating him like air.
If it really came to blows, Chu Feng would not take a mere Chief Luo seriously. The Flame Burst Pill hidden in his sleeve was always ready. Should this evil servant dare to strike first, he would obliterate Chief Luo on the spot in front of Mo Shang and others.
Even if it reached the Emperor, no blame could fall on Chu Feng.
As Chief Luo dared to overstep his bounds and defy his superior, being killed was entirely his fault.
Chu Feng slowly savored his tea, not in a hurry, because Mo Shang had come on orders from Prince Liu, definitely wanting to resolve the situation.
Mo Shang would surely find a way to persuade Chief Luo.
Just as Chu Feng expected, after waiting for a moment, Mo Shang’s lips moved slightly. But no sound was heard.
This was the use of superior sound transmission secret technique, capable of condensing sound into a line and sending it directly to a specific individual’s ears. Others couldn’t hear it.
The grim and fierce expression on Chief Luo’s old face kept changing.
Not knowing what Mo Shang said to him, he gritted his teeth and really knelt down before Chu Feng.
Successfully forcing Chief Luo to kneel, Chu Jianlan and his sister-in-law among others, couldn’t help but admire Chu Feng’s capability even more.
"My younger brother has lain low for many years, quiet until he strikes astonishingly!" Chu Jianlan initially had some concerns about Chu Feng handling today’s affairs, but now he was completely at ease.
"Hmm, that’s more like how a servant should look!"
Chu Feng evaluated Chief Luo’s every detail, appreciating his kneeling posture as if watching a monkey perform tricks.
"Is this the first time you’ve knelt before your master? Your back cannot be straight; you must bow, and make your expression more natural, not like a dead body!"
Hearing these nitpicking words, Chief Luo felt a surge of stifled blood rolling in his chest, constantly pressing against his throat.
Ready to spurt out at any moment.