"Lily, don't pay him any mind!" After speaking, the woman glanced at the man again, a faint trace of coldness appearing on her jade-like fair face. "Ethan Brooks, in three days it will be His Majesty the Emperor's fiftieth birthday. At that time, all the ministers and nobles will rush to the capital, and among them, there will be no shortage of prodigies with extraordinary talent in Qi cultivation. If you have nothing to do, try to stay in the courtyard and don't wander around aimlessly. If you provoke someone you can't afford to offend, I won't help you."

However, perhaps because the other party was too lost in thought, he didn't respond to her words at all.

Seeing this, the woman was about to scold him, but as if recalling her own status, she held back and said softly, "With your abilities, spending your days in this courtyard scribbling these things, you probably can't stir up any trouble. So just stay here." With that, she left the place, never once stepping into the courtyard from beginning to end.

After the woman left, a servant who had been watching from not far away began to mutter quietly, "Seventh Young Master is really good to Miss Foster. This is already the fifth time this month! I saw Seventh Young Master busy all day today, only to have all these things he wrote and drew destroyed by Lily Foster, that little maid, and yet he wasn't angry at all. Young Master is truly tolerant of Miss Foster..."

"So what if Seventh Young Master behaves well? Miss Foster doesn't truly like him! If she hadn't been so upset by the Second Prince back then and, in a fit of anger, married someone at random, how could such an enviable thing have fallen to Seventh Young Master? With Miss Foster's looks, temperament, reputation, family background, and strength, among all the noble ladies in the entire Great Qi Dynasty, those who can compare to her are few and far between. The young talents pursuing her could line up from our marquis' residence all the way to the capital."

This matter was clearly no secret in the capital of Great Qi, and as soon as he spoke, others chimed in.

"That's right, the Second Prince and Miss Foster—now that's a true golden couple, a perfect match made in heaven. It's just a pity that the falling flower has feelings, but the flowing water is heartless... the Second Prince actually abandoned Miss Foster for Princess Grace, it's truly heartbreaking..."

"I think our Seventh Young Master is pretty good too. Not only does he lack the bad temper of those other noble young masters, but he never makes things difficult for us servants. Even just now, after his hard work of the whole day was ruined, he still smiled at Miss Foster's maid."

A gardener nearby immediately interjected, "Smiled at her? I think he was just trying to please that Daisy Foster! Besides, what else could he do but smile? Does he dare to teach her a lesson? That maid isn't just Miss Foster's personal attendant, she's also a master who has reached the sixth level of Qi cultivation and condensed true Qi. Would Seventh Young Master dare to mess with that Daisy?"

The servant who spoke first was shocked to hear this, suppressing an exclamation: "That Daisy? She looks so petite and delicate, and yet she's a sixth-level Qi cultivation master? You must be joking."

"Yeah, that Daisy may carry a treasured sword and look impressive, but with her frail appearance, I could easily knock her over. How could she possibly be a sixth-level Qi cultivation master with true Qi?"

Seeing everyone getting excited over his words, the gardener seemed quite pleased with himself: "Not only is that Daisy at the sixth level, but even Miss Foster, it's said, is a seventh-level Qi cultivation master who has opened her meridians. Otherwise, how could she have Seventh Young Master completely under her thumb?"

"Miss Foster is the daughter of the Xu family, and she's famous throughout the capital. If you say she's a seventh-level Qi cultivation master, I believe it! But as for that little maid..."

"Whether or not that little maid is a sixth-level master, just having Miss Foster backing her up is enough—Seventh Young Master wouldn't dare touch her. If things got out of hand, Seventh Young Master would definitely get a scolding, and if it got really bad, he might even get a beating."

At this, several servants nodded in agreement.

"I think, if only Seventh Young Master had even the sixth level of Qi cultivation, or some special skill, the marquis would be very satisfied. Then, even if he were given some random tasks, he wouldn't have to stay at home doing nothing, being looked down upon, and even his own wife wouldn't despise him."

"Yeah, Seventh Young Master spends all day drawing these strange things, and it's been nearly three years now. He's completely neglected both civil and martial studies, so it's no wonder the marquis doesn't think much of him! Our Great Qi Dynasty is founded on martial strength—a person's abilities almost symbolize their status and position in the empire! As the seventh son of Marquis Wuwei, Seventh Young Master has neglected martial arts, doesn't study the martial arts manuals collected in the marquis' residence, nor swordsmanship or spear techniques, but instead is obsessed with this... childish scribbling. It's really..."

"So what? The marquis has twelve sons and six daughters. Seventh Young Master may be ordinary, but Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master are both outstanding, and the other Young Masters are also young talents. With these Young Masters here, the glory of our marquis' residence will surely be carried forward..."

"That's right... one more Seventh Young Master doesn't make a difference, one less Seventh Young Master doesn't matter either..."