Big House Garden.
The Eighth Young Master of the Shen Family, Shen Ao, was squinting his eyes, leisurely reclining on a deck chair.
The deck chair was made of fine phoebe wood, exuding a fragrance that could be detected even from a short distance away.
Ever since he established his authority upon his return that day, the servants of Shen Mansion were somewhat fearful of Shen Ao.
Unless it was an extremely urgent matter, they would definitely steer clear of him.
Though only ten years old, Shen Ao was far more imposing than others.
Feeling slightly fatigued from lying down, Shen Ao waved his hand, signaling the servants to bring some refreshments.
But for quite a while, no one came.
Shen Ao sat up, his gaze became sharp.
Turning around, he discovered that standing behind him was Madam He.
"Mother, you came, why didn't you call out to me? I thought it was some forgetful maid or servant again."
Madam He shook her head helplessly.
"You, this child, so young and yet more domineering than many.
Some of the servants aren't bound to our Shen Family; treating them this way, they might just leave one day."
"Then we'll just break their legs first to see if they dare leave."
Shen Ao's indifferent remark caused the servants behind Madam He to shiver.
"What are you saying, child? They are our own servants, talking about breaking legs...
Don't be so domineering..."
Seeing her child being so domineering, Madam He couldn't help but admonish him a little; how could a mere child be like this?
But Shen Ao was indifferent.
"Mother, you're not right in saying this. This path of cultivation I walk is one of an arrogant temperament.
My teacher said that if I don't have this arrogance, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today.
Moreover, mother, you wouldn't want me to be meek and allow others to bully me, would you?"
Madam He smiled and shook her head.
"You've learned so much from the teachers at the Imperial College, mother can't argue with you."
In truth, she also felt Shen Ao made a point.
Being a bit domineering and bullying others was better than being meek and being bullied.
"By the way, Liu Xilan from Xiaoyao Peak has left, the matter your elder brother arranged for you..."
Shen Ao waved his hand: "Mother, don't rush me, I'll go after relaxing for another two-hour.
It's just a bit of fun, disabling him is simple enough."
Madam He stopped pestering Shen Ao, only telling him to bring more people to watch when the time came.
To spread the word about this matter.
If someone is disabled by a child so young, those unaware of the truth would only think it's an accident.
They might even scold the disabled person for being foolish, getting disabled after playing with a child.
As for the ten-year-old child, he'd at most be scolded a bit.
Scolded for being immature, and the matter would be over.
No doubt, these people really knew how to manipulate matters.
Deceptive methods aplenty.
At 5:00 PM, the afterglow of the setting sun.
Shen Ao finally had enough sun.
He stood up and glanced at the servant beside him, who immediately understood and hurried to inform the others.
Shen Ao was about to handle serious matters and required many witnesses.
Stretching lazily, he casually walked towards the east side of Shen Mansion.
A lot of servants followed, treading cautiously out of fear.
Shen Ao was just a child, young and naturally short in stature.
Walking alone in front, with a group of servants trailing behind.
It resembled a group of adults guarding a child just learning to walk.
Everyone felt this way, yet no one dared to speak.
In the east courtyard, Shen Han was absorbed in his cultivation contemplation.
The "Celestial Dao Sword Momentum" greatly enhanced spiritual power and its profound usage in the mind helped Shen Han immensely.
Last night, Liu Xilan lent him the manual "Misty Sword Intent", which could also be practiced mentally.
One solid, a hundred voids, intertwined illusion and reality.
The sword's edge appears three times, hard to discern the real from the illusory.
Mastering this Misty Sword Intent could allow its integration into various sword techniques in the future.
At this moment, an anxious Cailing came running in.
"Young Master Han, Young Master Han, you must leave quickly, quickly..."
Hearing this, Shen Han came out from the room.
Running too fast, Cailing seemed to have strained her previously injured knee again.
Blood seeping through, staining the maid's pants red.
"Cailing, sit down first, your knee is injured like this, how can you still run so fast?"
Shen Han went to fetch bandages to re-wrap Cailing's wound.
But Cailing was even more agitated.
"No time, Young Master Han, hide in Madam's courtyard first, Young Master Ao is here...
This time he returned just to bully you..."
Before Cailing could finish, the arrogant Shen Ao had already arrived in front of the courtyard.
The expression on his face, a mix of arrogance and indifference.
It's hard to imagine a child's face could display such an expression.
"I knew someone would try to tip you off, so I sped up a bit."
Hands behind his back, Shen Ao surveyed Shen Han's courtyard like someone in power.
After looking around, his eyes suddenly fixed on Cailing.
There was a hint of malice in his gaze.
Having suffered once before, Cailing of course understood what it meant.
Despite her bleeding knee, she hurried to kneel.
Seeing this, Shen Han reacted swiftly, extending his hand to support Cailing, making her sit down again.
"In front of this Young Master, you are all to kneel as an act of obeisance, don't you know?"
Shen Ao's face was full of arrogance, and this was directed not only at Cailing but also at Shen Han.
"Then you should get the Old Dowager to kneel before you first; after all, you are just a junior in the Shen Family, with no official rank or title, why should anyone kneel to you?"
Shen Han replied indifferently.
Tearing a piece of bandage, he continued tending to Cailing's wound.
The observing servants were terrified by Shen Han's words.
They feared Shen Ao might punish all of them, including the onlooking servants.
"Hahaha, I heard from mother you've advanced to the Ninth Grade of the Martial Path.
Is your newfound confidence today coming from your Ninth Grade Cultivation?"
Shen Ao's face held a trace of a smile, beneath which a hint of malice could be discerned.
"I'm giving you a chance, kneel down on your own.
Considering we're from the same family, I'll just break your two legs, and arrange for a couple of maids to take care of you."
Saying he'd arrange maids showed that Shen Ao thought himself somewhat merciful.
But Shen Han focused on rewrapping Cailing's wound, completely ignoring him.
Even in the Capital City, no one dared ignore him like this.
A cold glint appeared in his eyes as he uttered with oppressive authority.
"Kneel down!"
An Eighth-Grade Scholar already possesses the power of Words Become Law, capable of altering laws and directly controlling others through language.
The oppressive force spread out, causing the observing servants to collapse to their knees unable to resist.
Cailing too felt pressure forcing her to kneel.
But just in that instant, the pressure suddenly vanished.
"Flying Sword Soaring Heaven Momentum!"