Chapter 900: Ninth Young Master
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The servant girl held a grudge, but she did not dare let it show on her face.
After just an hour, Zhang Xiajing could not hold on any longer, and his body started trembling.
He grimaced and wanted to beg for mercy from Jiang Ming and the others.
Jiang Ming understood what he meant. He immediately said loudly, “Mr. Xiajing, if you don’t want to continue kneeling, then get up. We’re not going to the banquet either.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiajing quickly gritted his teeth and did not say anything else.
“The ninth young master is here, “the servant girl hurriedly reported to Ning Caichen.
“The ninth young master? Who is that?”
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then he asked and called for the servant girl.
“He is the kings younger brother, “she said, trembling with fear. “He must have heard that you’re here, so he came to see you.”
“No, “Yuan Hehe refused. “We have never met him before, Is he here on someone else’s request? I’m afraid that he has an ulterior motive.”
“We can’t keep speculating. We have to see what’s going on. Let him come in.” Jiang Ming had other thoughts.
Before he could finish speaking, the ninth young master walked over with a bright smile.
“Lord Ning Caichen, I heard from my brother that you were here, so I wanted to come and see you.”
Noticing Zhang Xiajing kneeling beside him, the ninth young master felt that something was amiss. “Why are you here?”
“I’m showing my dedication, that’s why in this position, “Zhang Xiajing forced out a smile.
“Young master, come and have some tea. Mr. Xiajing will come back when he can’t hold on any longer.”
Jiang Ming shrugged and took a sip of tea.
Zhang Xiajing, on the other hand, looked indifferent. He even said to the ninth young master, “That’s right. ninth young master, let me kneel. Go and have some tea.’
The ninth young master snorted. He was obviously angry. He scolded Jiang Ming. “Lord Ning Caichen, how can you treat Zhang Xiajing like this? You are disrespecting Zhang Xiajing. Zhang Xiajing has done nothing wrong in his life. He even helps the poor. You can’t treat Zhang Xiajing like this. You should ask Zhang Xiajing to stand up, and you should kneel down in his place. Otherwise, you will never be forgiven.”
Zhang Xiajing was a little stunned and turned to look at the ninth young master.
Sikong Wuyuan could not stand it anymore. He went forward and told Zhang Xiajing, “Zhang Xiajing, are we the ones who asked you to kneel? Don’t let this person keep talking about us like this.”
Then, he looked at the ninth young master.
“Young Master, no matter what, this is between us and Zhang Xiajing. It has nothing to do with you. It’s really easy for you to say things without knowing what’s going on.”
The ninth young master felt that his image had been ruined and could not help but raise his voice.
“I’m Zhang Xiajings classmate and good friend. Why am I not qualified to speak up for him? What do you think, Zhang Xiajing?”
The ninth young master seemed to be smiling, but he did not have any intention of giving in to Sikong Wu Yuan.
“What do you mean?” Sikong Wuyuan asked. “Young Master, aren’t your words very rude?”
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Jiang Ming could not stand it anymore and walked over.
“There’s nothing to say, Young Master. You can ask Zhang Xiajing about the details. Don’t pin the blame on us.”
The ninth young master rushed forward and wanted to slap Jiang Ming.
“Lord Ning Caichen, you’ve gone too far!”
Jiang Ming saw the ninth young master’s movements clearly and grabbed his arm with one hand.
The ninth young master moved forward, but he could not resist Jiang Mings strength at all.
“Lord Ning Caichen, what are you doing? I don’t have any enmity with you.” “You say that, yet you still want to hit me. Is that not enmity?”
Jiang Ming rolled his eyes and felt that the ninth young master was a little self-righteous.
Zhang Xiajing started to speak. He shouted at them “Stop arguing, the two of you. There’s nothing to argue about. This is all my fault.”
“Zhang Xiaiing, aren’t you looking down on yourself? Who is Lord Ning Caichen? Is he worth it for you to do this?”
The ninth young master pointed at Jiang Ming and spoke arrogantly.
This made Jiang Ming extremely uncomfortable. He resisted the urge to teach him a lesson and smiled. “Young Master, your words are very calculated.” Sikong Wuyuan laughed with a hint of mockery.
“You look so weak, and you still want to say bad things about Ning Caichen? You’re quite bold.”
“That’s right,” Yuan Hehe chimed in. “Young Master, you should know your place. Don’t make us laugh at you.”
He sized up the ninth young master with disdain.
However, the ninth young master lowered his voice and said to Yuan Hehe, “What do you mean? Ning Caichen is a young man; how could he possibly defeat someone like me?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming showed no mercy and directly broke the ninth young master’s hand.
The ninth young master only heard a creak and then felt an intense pain. He immediately shouted in shock.
“Ning Caichen, do you want to start a war with the Xiaguo Kingdom? I am the most important person in the Xiaguo Kingdom! The king will kill you!’
“Do you think I’m afraid of Li Nanchu? Or do you think that you’re important enough to make Li Nanchu fight me? Should we call him over?” Jiang Ming did not care at all and broke his other hand. This time, the ninth young master felt like he was going to die.
“Young Master! ”
Zhang Xiajing stood up and supported the ninth young master.
“How can you treat the young master like this? The young master has always respected people. You hurt such a kind person. Can you really live with yourself? The young master didn’t say anything offensive. He was just worried about me. You should have forgiven him and looked at his point of view.”
Jiang Ming felt a headache coming on.
Why were these people such hypocrites?
Yuan Hehe grinned and gave Zhang Xiajing a thumbs-up. “You’re such a great actor. I should give you an award. You can leave now. We don’t welcome people like you.”
“Ning Caichen!” Zhang Xiajing narrowed his eyes and said to Jiang Ming,
“Don’t be insensible, Ning Caichen. Hurry up and heal the young master.” Jiang Ming chuckled and walked to his seat again to drink his tea slowly.
“Zhang Xiajing, do you still remember that you invited us to the moonlight banquet? Why are you being so aggressive?”
Zhang Xiajing, on the other hand, went up to Jiang Ming and sneered. “That’s another matter. Do you really think you’re someone who has to be invited now?”
“Then get lost..”
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