"Uh... Ah!"
The tea was boiling hot, and Sixth Ding was scalded, screaming sharply in pain.
"Who, who dares to splash hot water... uh, master."
He wanted to question, but before he finished speaking, he saw Zui Yifeng looking down at him.
All the words he wanted to curse were stuck in his throat, unable to come out, and he felt a bit guilty, not daring to look at Zui Yifeng.
"You fool, who told you to cause trouble at the Lin Family's gate, you're growing bold!" Zui Yifeng lifted his foot and stomped on his face.
"Hiss!"
Sixth Ding gasped, his whole body starting to convulse in pain.
Earlier, he had been splashed by boiling water, his face was burning, and now being stomped like this, he felt he was about to die.
"Spare me, master, I... I just wanted to... retrieve those herbs, I had no other intentions."
For those herbs, he had put his pride on the line, even got himself expelled from the Ding lineage, and now, he still had to be blamed by the master?
