William Clark was holding a large rock, smashing it hard against the blue Lamborghini. The entire roof and both the front and rear hoods had already been battered out of shape by William Clark. As he smashed, he hummed, “I smash to the left, I smash to the right, I smash in front, I smash behind. If you want to be healthy, you have to smash from head to toe. Let’s all smash together, la la la, la la la... smash and smash, smash all the way to Grandma’s Bridge, Grandma praises me for being a good child...” “Clang, clang.”

Seeing Charles Clark running over, furious and on the verge of tears, William Clark stopped smashing, immediately blocked the Lamborghini, and stared at Charles Clark with a blank look, saying, “I’m the one smashing this, you can’t smash it. You smash that one.” As he spoke, William Clark pointed at a Mercedes parked in front of the house across the street.

Charles Clark shoved William Clark aside and stroked his beloved car. He’d only bought it a month ago, and now it was completely unrecognizable. Charles Clark was on the verge of tears. “You lunatic, you...” He had just finished speaking when he suddenly acted as if stung by a wasp, turned around, jumped into the car, and started the battered Lamborghini at lightning speed, disappearing in an instant. Even Schumacher would be left in the dust by that takeoff.

William Clark stood there foolishly holding a lighter, looking dumb as he said, “I just lit it, why won’t you let me burn it? Boo hoo, you’re all bullying me.” But in his heart, he snorted coldly: You got lucky today, you bastard. I don’t have the strength to deal with you yet, but one day you’ll know how powerful I am.

Evelyn Blake stared blankly at the dramatic scene before her, thinking to herself how fierce it was. Smashing a car worth millions just like that! If Charles Clark hadn’t run so fast, the car would probably be on fire by now. Watching William Clark play with the lighter, she thought, I’ve never seen him do this before. Is his condition getting worse?

Charles Clark was going crazy inside, wishing he could kill William Clark on the spot. His new car was ruined, and asking him to pay for it would be a joke. Asking a lunatic to pay for your car—if word got to his father, he’d be in trouble too. He secretly decided that sooner or later, he’d send this lunatic straight to hell.

Evelyn Blake felt a surge of satisfaction watching Charles Clark flee, thinking, “That was a good smash.” But seeing William Clark still holding the lighter, a chill ran through her. If this guy lit something at home, or in someone else’s car, she’d be finished.

“Hurry up and give me the lighter. This isn’t something you should play with.” Evelyn Blake hurriedly tried to take the lighter from William Clark. Seeing the look on Evelyn Blake’s face, William Clark knew exactly what she was thinking. Suddenly, he casually tossed the lighter away—no one even saw where it landed.

Evelyn Blake breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was just as well he threw it away. Then she suddenly remembered that this guy had cooked at home by himself yesterday. If she wasn’t home and he tried to cook again, what if something happened? The more Evelyn Blake thought about it, the more worried she became.

Chapter 008: Go Grocery Shopping with Me

Evelyn Blake suddenly wondered if she should take this guy with her when she went grocery shopping. She really didn’t feel comfortable leaving him home alone. What if something happened? But what would she do if she had to go to work?

William Clark had no idea that Evelyn Blake was turning over so many thoughts in her mind in such a short time. Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care. He just went straight upstairs, wanting to continue his cultivation.

“Hey, you’re coming grocery shopping with me.” In the end, Evelyn Blake still didn’t dare leave William Clark at home alone. The best solution was to have him follow her.

Hmm. Hearing Evelyn Blake’s words, William Clark was momentarily stunned, thinking, “What’s gotten into her today? Something’s not right.” It wasn’t that he was acting strange, but that Evelyn Blake was acting a bit off. But in the next moment, he understood—she was afraid he’d play with fire at home.

But isn’t she afraid I’ll play with fire if I go out? Heh, well, it’s a good chance to see if there’s a bookstore nearby. Sigh, but I don’t have a penny on me. Ask Evelyn Blake for money? Not only would William Clark never do that, he hadn’t even thought about it. Asking a woman for money—he’d never live that down.

“All right, I’ll go change my clothes.” With that, William Clark went upstairs. Now, almost all of William Clark’s clothes were cheap ones, not even a single piece worth over a hundred yuan. All his good clothes had been sold off. William Clark figured these cheap clothes were probably bought by the housekeeper. In fact, William Clark was right—these ordinary, bargain-bin clothes were indeed bought by the housekeeper. If she bought him anything nicer, William Clark would just sell it, so in the end she only bought clothes he couldn’t sell.

Evelyn Blake looked in surprise at William Clark going upstairs, thinking, “How odd, he actually knows to change clothes before going out?” She had planned to tell him to change, but figured it would be pointless, like playing music to a cow. She hadn’t expected him to know to change clothes on his own. Since he came back from the hospital, was he getting better or worse? Evelyn Blake no longer dared to guess.

But when William Clark came out, seeing what he was wearing, Evelyn Blake immediately knew she didn’t need to guess. It was almost summer, yet William Clark had gone upstairs and put on a thick long jacket that reached down to his thighs. Evelyn Blake looked at the blazing sun outside, shook her head, sighed, and couldn’t even be bothered to tell him to go change again.