Chapter 20: The Third Young Master's Uncommon Taste

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Li Wenxuan was momentarily stunned, then laughed coldly in his heart. That old thief must have had his eyes on his fine horse, intending to steal it quietly, right? Or perhaps, to feed his horse some poison?

"Chief Steward Li, if you have something to say, just spit it out—don’t beat around the bush here!"

"Master Three, you’ve misunderstood. This old servant was only trying to lead your horse and adjust its stirrups!"

As Li Hui spoke, he immediately knelt beside the chestnut horse, completely treating himself like a stepping stone for Li Wenxuan to dismount!

Li Wenxuan looked at Li Hui’s broad back and thought to himself that beneath those clothes there must be hidden poison needles!

Maybe that old thief Li Hu, with his far-reaching schemes, had already learned in advance that he was going to the Ministry of Revenue tomorrow and lost their bet.

If that happened, not only would he lose face in front of the whole court’s power players, but even the Cui family would have to go out to the countryside to pay respects and apologize to his birth mother!

So now, everyone in the General’s Mansion might be involved in a conspiracy arranged to cause his accidental death!

The moment this thought surfaced, those ordinary servants suddenly turned into top assassins hiding deadly intentions in Li Wenxuan’s eyes!

For example, the woman sweeping the floor might, in the next moment, pull out a hidden Emei dagger from her broomstick and swiftly send him on his way.

Or, the servant holding the dog, Wangcai, might use the seemingly harmless dog as a weapon to distract him and then launch a fatal attack.

...

Li Wenxuan’s eyes swept over all the servants, feeling nothing but amusement.

No matter how you looked at it, he was a grandmaster who had assassinated countless top figures.

Just here?

They thought they could take him down?

Gripping his dagger, the blade flashed in an instant.

Everyone froze...

They saw that the shirt on Li Hui’s lower back, who was still kneeling, was completely slashed by the gleaming blade—yet not a single skin was cut.

But that wasn’t the point. The real shock was the conspicuous floral underpants on the steward—he was a grown man and yet wearing a red bellyband?

"Hmm?"

Li Wenxuan was surprised—there were no hidden poison needles after all?

Had they been discovered by him?

So they took them away in advance?

It had to be that way.

He was certain his judgment was correct.

How could these bastards be so kind to him?

Warm greetings aside, they even helped him with the horse’s stirrups?

Where there’s something unusual, there’s always a devil!

There must be a devil here!

Li Wenxuan flipped and leapt, spinning a full 360 degrees in midair, landing gracefully. He gave a scornful glance at steward Li Hui, who was still kneeling, now feeling a chill down his back.

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"Take good care of the horse, or I’ll break your legs!"

Then Li Wenxuan took a detour and entered the house.

"This—"

Li Hui had no idea that this contradictory behavior of his had triggered Li Wenxuan’s extraordinary reverse logic?

"Immediately send the finest food to Master Three’s room!"

Li Hui pulled up his pants and barked, convinced that he must have done something wrong to upset the third young master!

Yes!

It must be that!

"But, steward, Master Three’s meals are all prepared according to the regulations for high-ranking servants. We can’t break the rules!"

A servant stammered.

Li Hui sneered internally—rules?

The Western General’s Mansion was doomed!

Mao Yue had already enlightened him that only the third young master could bear the burden of that matter!

"I tell you how to do it, and you do it. If madam asks, I will explain it to her myself!"

Everyone fell silent at the sight of the steward’s grim face.

Back inside, Li Wenxuan lit a fire to warm the cold room and saw Li Hui leading three beautiful young maids carrying steaming dishes.

Suddenly, the entire room was filled with the aroma of food.

Li Wenxuan touched the half-frozen sesame cake in his sleeve, now completely hardened, and instinctively understood that this move had failed, so a more poisonous plan was born.

They weren’t even pretending anymore—they directly brought him poisoned food!

Fortunately, he was no empty reputation and had long been prepared.

Li Hui’s eyes widened in confusion as he watched Master Three happily gnawing on the frozen half-cake instead of the sumptuous feast on the table.

Had he really grown addicted to those poor days?

Now, faced with a room full of delicacies—was he reminiscing about hardship to appreciate sweetness?

"Master Three, please look at this..."

The steward approached gently, holding a bowl of nourishing soup.

Li Wenxuan glanced at the contents, swallowed discreetly, and coldly said, "If the steward has nothing else, please leave. I do not wish to be disturbed right now."

"Disturbed? Huh?"

Li Hui glanced at the three beautiful young maids attending nearby.

He suddenly realized how foolish he had been!

Master Three was already sixteen. According to Da Wu Kingdom’s laws, he was of legal marriage age.

Bringing beautiful maids should have been welcomed long ago, not hindered here...

"Yes! Master Three is right. This old servant will take his leave immediately!"

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Li Hui swiftly exited, closing the door behind him, leaving the three young beautiful maids inside. Li Wenxuan vaguely sensed something unusual.

Was it that after realizing he had detected the poison in the food, they left three ravenous women behind to drain him until he was utterly spent?

Ridiculous!

Utterly laughable!

A mere steward—laughable indeed!

"You all, get out."

Li Wenxuan’s face was cold. He was no lecher who would recklessly throw caution to the wind upon seeing women.

The three young maids, who had already been hinted at by Li Hui, froze in place at Master Three’s command.

"We are here to serve Master Three!"

One maid, apparently experienced with such matters, immediately began to unbutton her clothes.

Li Wenxuan frowned, swung his long dagger in a flash, the cold blade pressed against the beautiful maid’s smooth, delicate throat.

"If you dare act up again, I’ll kill you right now! Get out!"

The maid, who had just shifted into action mode, was instantly terrified, pale, trembling as she buttoned her clothes back up, and the three fled the room as if running for their lives.

Outside the door, steward Li Hui, a nostalgic man, intended to listen for any sounds from the window.

But he heard nothing and only saw the three maids panic-stricken as they ran out.

"Steward, we won’t leave. Master Three is going to kill us!"

The lead maid, trembling, said.

Li Hui’s expression grew complicated as he waved his hand, "Alright, I understand. You may go, but do not mention this to anyone!"

"This concerns our honor. How could we tell lies?"

The experienced maid said seriously.

Li Hui cleared his throat, nodded, and waved, signaling he understood.

Watching the three depart, he frowned with disgust. "What honor? Don’t even know how many men you’ve been with. The last time someone came from the village to arrange a match, you even asked for fifty taels of silver as bride price!"

Still...

Li Hui withdrew his thoughts and looked toward the room with mixed feelings.

What exactly did Master Three like?

Fine food and beautiful women, and yet he rejected them all?

Hiss—

Cold sweat broke out on steward Li’s forehead. Could it be that he liked...