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He became more and more furious, words spilling from his mouth as if they were free: "Do you think being a butler makes you important? When my father was alive, you weren't even worthy to carry his shoes! Now that the General's residence has no one to back you up, you come here to flaunt your power?"
Butler Liu trembled with rage, his finger shaking as he pointed at him. "You, you..."
"What about me?" Lin Xiaofan sneered. "Do you want me to find a doctor to check your stutter?"
Butler Liu could no longer contain himself and roared, "Bring him here! Hold him down!"
Two servants rushed in from outside, and Lin Xiaofan's heart sank—this was bad. He had enjoyed the verbal sparring, but he couldn't fight them off!
Just then, the system chimed in again—
[Conflict escalation detected. Reward: [Basic Evasion Technique]!]
In the next moment, Lin Xiaofan's body suddenly moved as if pulled by some unseen force, nimbly dodging the oncoming servants. He even managed to trip Butler Liu, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"Ouch!" Butler Liu cried out in pain. Seizing the opportunity, Lin Xiaofan dashed out the door and turned back to deliver a parting shot: "Butler Liu, the ground is cold; don’t hurt your old back!"
With that, he took off running.
…
After sprinting back to his shabby courtyard, Lin Xiaofan finally caught his breath.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, fragments of memory began to merge in his mind—
He was Lin Xiaofan, the illegitimate son of a General of the Great Xia Dynasty. His mother had passed away early, and his father was often away at war. His position in the household was awkward; even the servants dared to bully him.
Three days ago, news arrived that his father had "died in battle" at the border. The entire General's residence was thrown into turmoil, and his own situation plummeted.
As memories surged within him, a sudden image flashed—
Blood.
His father was covered in blood, but not on a battlefield; it was in some dim tent…
A dagger plunged into his back—the identity of the attacker… who was it?!
Lin Xiaofan's eyes flew open, his heart pounding like a drum.
—This isn’t right!
The General’s death was likely not from battle but from murder!
He was deep in thought when suddenly, with a creak, the door swung open. A young maid peeked in timidly and said, "Young Master, Miss Liu has sent someone to invite you to Zui Xian Lou tomorrow..."
Miss Liu?
Lin Xiaofan paused for a moment, a gentle face surfacing in his memory—Liu Rushuang, his fiancée.
—Wait, fiancée?!
Before he could process this information, the maid had already lowered her head and retreated.
Lin Xiaofan furrowed his brows, feeling that something was off. His father had just "died in battle," and now the Liu family was extending an invitation?
He instinctively wanted to scan the room with the system to see if there were any clues.
【System, scan the room.】
【Scanning...】
【Abnormal item detected: hidden compartment under the bed, containing a half-burned military report.】
Lin Xiaofan was taken aback and immediately crouched down, reaching under the bed to feel around. Sure enough, he found a raised wooden board.
With a forceful lift, he uncovered a piece of military report that had been burned down to just a corner. A few words were faintly visible—
"…Western Region… Yao Seng… plot…"
—Western Region? Yao Seng?
Lin Xiaofan's pupils constricted as his fingers instinctively tightened.
What kind of conspiracy is this?!
Staring at the charred fragment of the military report in his hand, his fingers trembled slightly. The words Western Region, Yao Seng, plot—echoed wildly in his mind like a sharp knife piercing through his nerves.
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