"Young Master, we can't just let this matter slide, right? He actually dared to hit you, he's got some nerve!" A bootlicking servant said while applying medicine to Murong Gang.
Murong Gang ground his teeth at the servant's words and said, "Hmph! I've never been bullied like this before. If I don't teach that kid a lesson, I'll surely be looked down upon!" He finished speaking, and slammed his clenched fist onto the table, making a banging sound that knocked medicine bottles and tins off the table, with one even falling to the ground.
Crash! The broken pieces scattered all over the floor, and the servant immediately fell to his knees in panic, "Young Master, I'm sorry, Young Master..."
Slap! Murong Gang swung a slap and said, "So careless! It seems you haven't learned how to be a proper servant. I'll make sure you remember this! Guards!"
Soon, five or six guards appeared at the door, all saying in unison, "Young Master!"
