This is the young lady’s savior. They don’t dare to act directly, so they can only look for an excuse.

Henry Clark instinctively stepped back, but bumped into the edge of the tent. The two guards grinned viciously, and one of them shouted, “Henry Clark made a move!”

Outside, Thomas Reed rolled his eyes, determined to give those two idiots a beating later, as a way to vent some anger for Henry Clark.

Bang!

A fight broke out inside.

In an instant, the sounds of fists and feet colliding could be heard.

Then, someone walked out of the tent.

“Henry Clark?” Thomas Reed opened his mouth and couldn’t close it.

Over there, George Foster was arranging matters. “Remember to leave an opening tonight. If any rats try to sneak in, kill them on the spot. Huh!”

The two of them turned their heads in unison, looking at Henry Clark who had just walked out.

Where were those two guards?

George Foster was puzzled, wondering if those two idiots had really just been talking to Henry Clark?

He saw Thomas Reed walk in.

Inside the tent, the two guards were lying on the ground groaning, curled up like two braised prawns.

Thomas Reed poked his head out and shook it at the confused George Foster, wearing a wry smile.

“Good kid!” The Wang family’s guards are no pushovers, yet that honest-looking youth actually managed to take care of those two guards single-handedly—his potential is beyond doubt. George Foster immediately went to find Helen Thompson.

Helen Thompson was reading a book, while Lily Thompson couldn’t sit still beside him. “Second Uncle, let’s go out and have a look.”

Helen Thompson’s expression was calm. “If you hadn’t ridden so fast today, those assassins wouldn’t have had a chance.”

Lily Thompson sighed, “Second Uncle, that boy is watching over me!”

Helen Thompson was surprised. The Wang family’s women have even become empresses—how could they care about a country boy? But his niece’s attitude was quite friendly. “That boy saving you was just a coincidence. Later, your second uncle will naturally assign good guards to protect you.”

Lily Thompson thought of the moment she was carried off the horse, and the unfamiliar light in Henry Clark’s not-so-large eyes. She pondered for a long time and finally summed it up in two words.

Wildness!

Since childhood, she had been pampered like the stars surrounding the moon, and everyone around her looked at her gently. When had she ever seen a wild boy like Henry Clark?

She pouted, “I don’t care about that wild boy. Second Uncle, let him go feed the horses.”

Helen Thompson smiled. At this moment, George Foster requested an audience from outside.

“Come in.”

Helen Thompson put down his book. This was the wilderness, so even more rules had to be simplified. Lily Thompson sat behind her second uncle. When George Foster came in, she looked up and stole a glance at him over Helen Thompson’s shoulder, then lowered her head to look at her jade-like hands, her mind wandering elsewhere.

George Foster saluted. “Second Master, that boy is quite skilled. I was thinking… he comes from a simple background. Could we let him join the Wang family?” He looked up at Helen Thompson, then lowered his head. “I am willing to personally train him.”

The Wang family is not the type to forget kindness. Helen Thompson said calmly, “Very well.”

George Foster was secretly delighted and immediately took his leave.

“Second Uncle, is that boy coming to our house? Then let him feed my horses, okay?” Lily Thompson thought of that honest yet wild youth and couldn’t help but get excited. She planned to ask him later how country folk lived, what they ate every day, how they hunted…

Helen Thompson picked up his book. “George Foster and the others failed in their duties today. When we return, they will surely be held accountable. Now he’s asking to take in that boy as a way to make up for his mistake. The Wang family has talents as numerous as the stars; one more boy makes no difference. But since he saved you, the Wang family must repay him. Letting him live a life free from want is enough.”

Lily Thompson sighed, “Second Uncle, from now on he’ll have to bow and salute whenever he sees me.”

Thinking of that wild youth having to behave properly and salute her in the future, Lily Thompson felt, for some reason, a bit of inexplicable loss.

George Foster went to find Henry Clark.

Henry Clark was a bit curious about his happiness, wondering if Helen Thompson was going to give him a reward. What should I ask for? Money isn’t reliable. He’s alone in Chang’an, with no family or connections, so he does need money. But the Wang family seems very wealthy, so they’d surely be generous. If he doesn’t ask, he’ll regret it; if he does, how can he keep the money safe in Chang’an?

He’d hardly had any private money since childhood. After being mistreated by Edward Clark and his wife, he slowly learned to hide some for himself. He knew that if he had too much, it would attract Edward Clark and his wife’s attention.

George Foster cleared his throat and said with his hands behind his back, “What are you planning to do in Chang’an?”

Of course… I don’t know.

Originally, Charles Clark was going to tell him about things in Chang’an, but then they were chased and attacked. So at this moment, Henry Clark looked forward to Chang’an, feeling that he could make something of himself there.

Henry Clark thought that saying he didn’t know would arouse suspicion. He thought of that nonexistent relative, and just as he was about to speak, he changed his answer. “I’m going to seek refuge with a relative, and then…”

And then what will I do?

Henry Clark thought he could go hunting. There should be plenty of animals around Chang’an. He could go hunting and selling game every few days, and soon he’d get rich and return home in glory, making Edward Clark and his wife regret it with his wealth.

He imagined himself throwing money around, forcing Edward Clark’s whole family to bow and smile apologetically.

“After that, I’ll go study.” Henry Clark always remembered Charles Clark’s words: If a man doesn’t study, his life is wasted.