"Who are you trying to catch, steward? It's the common people snatching our water." Qing finally caught his breath and said after calming down.
He recounted the events that had just happened to the steward, starting with their large wooden barrel suddenly leaking water.
"Suddenly leaking water?"
As soon as the steward heard about this, he knew it wasn't that simple.
Their wooden barrels wouldn't just suddenly start leaking; someone must be sabotaging them.
"A bunch of cunning scoundrels, daring to plot against me! Someone, come!" he shouted towards the courtyard.
The next moment, many people came running towards the steward, holding knives and sticks, looking as if they were about to fight outside.
"Steward, what are your orders?"
"Grab your weapons and come with me to see who is so bold as to cause trouble on my turf!" The steward led the way, hurriedly leaving the courtyard and heading outside.
"Father, they've left."
