“Deputy Director Bolton, you seem to be quite afraid of me, standing so far away. Do you think I’m going to eat you or something?” Noticing David Bolton looking as if he’d seen a ghost, William Carter was secretly amused, and didn’t hold back, directly calling him out.

“Uh…” David Bolton had never encountered such a situation before. This little prince, even as a hostage, had always been cautious and polite, even when speaking to servants—never had he been so blunt right from the start. For a moment, he truly wasn’t used to it. Of course, more importantly, he genuinely felt a chill in his heart, cold sweat running down his back.

“Reporting to Your Highness, I still have many matters to attend to. Your Highness is also not feeling well, so perhaps you should get some rest.” But David Bolton was no fool—he was extremely cunning and sly. Besides, he really didn’t want to stay here, and had already decided to implement the second plan. Those people would come to kill tonight, so he needed to prepare early. He simply changed the subject and, after speaking, prepared to retreat and leave.

Tommy, standing to the side, saw that David Bolton was about to leave and immediately became anxious. But David Bolton was at the ninth level of Qi Drawing; even if he and the young master joined forces, they wouldn’t be able to match a single finger of his. What should they do?

“Bang…” At that moment, the teacup in William Carter’s hand suddenly flew out, smashing heavily toward David Bolton.

David Bolton was a genuine ninth-level Qi Drawing expert—how could he be hit by such a small teacup? He instinctively dodged, and the teacup crashed to the ground, shattering with a bang.

In that instant, Tommy’s heart leapt into his throat. Oh no, young master… what is this…

“You…” David Bolton hadn’t expected this, and whipped his head around, a flash of vicious anger in his eyes.

“You what? So unruly! Did I say you could leave? And you dare to go? Are you rebelling now? When your master is speaking to you, not only do you talk back, you even dare to walk away. Have you forgotten all the rules of the Zhen Guo Royal Residence?” Before David Bolton could say anything, William Carter had already stood up and strode outside.

William Carter was utterly unceremonious, pointing at David Bolton’s nose and scolding him.

In that moment, David Bolton was completely stunned by the scolding. After following William Carter in the capital for over a decade, and with the old butler bedridden for years, he had handled everything himself. In the royal residence, his word was law. In front of outsiders, he’d always shown William Carter some respect, but he had never been scolded like this before.

“Damn cripple… you… dare to scold me?” David Bolton’s anger surged. This good-for-nothing, on the verge of death, actually dared to point at his nose and curse him.

If he weren’t the little prince, with his own ninth-level Qi Drawing strength, he could slap him to death with ease.

“Y-Young master…” At this moment, Tommy hurriedly ran a couple of steps to catch up with William Carter, tugging hard at the hem of William Carter’s robe from behind.

His heart trembled—what was the young master doing? He knew David Bolton meant him harm, so why was he provoking him? What if he lost his temper and attacked?

It’s over, it’s over, he’s using his power again. The young master was fine just now—why did he suddenly lose control? Stop it! Didn’t he say he had a plan?

Tommy was about to cry. What was the young master doing? He’d just concocted such powerful medicine, his own hand was completely healed, and he’d said that with enough medicine, they could get through this crisis. They’d just discussed everything, so why was he suddenly losing his temper?

“Damn it, scold you? Now let me teach you how to behave—smack…” Just as David Bolton couldn’t believe William Carter dared to point at his nose and curse him, after more than ten years of habit, he completely forgot their respective statuses in that instant and flew into a rage, looking as if he was about to kill. But what he didn’t expect was that William Carter, who had suddenly walked up to him, actually raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

The crisp sound made Tommy, who had been tugging at William Carter’s robe, instantly cover his mouth with both hands in shock.

Not to mention David Bolton, who was left completely stunned by the blow.

He… he actually hit me. Damn it, this wretch actually dared to hit me. He dares…

“Oh? Still daring to glare at me? Are you planning to rebel? Looks like you’ve forgotten all the rules of the Zhen Guo Royal Residence. Someone, call all the other soldiers and servants here! Today, I’m going to set things straight and teach you all the family rules!” David Bolton glared at him, but William Carter didn’t care at all. Before David Bolton could react, William Carter shouted again.

David Bolton’s hands were already wreathed in a swirl of black-purple energy, barely restrained as he was about to deal with William Carter. But in the next moment, seeing William Carter’s unflinching gaze and his direct call for people, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured over him, instantly calming him down.

If he attacked William Carter openly at a time like this, and word got out, it would ruin everything. All his previous preparations would be for nothing.

Damn cripple, for over a decade he didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, let alone speak up. What’s gotten into him today? But no matter what, he had to endure a little longer. After midnight, he’d be a corpse anyway.

Thinking furiously, the now-calm David Bolton forced down his anger, took two steps back, bowed his head, and said, “Please calm your anger, Your Highness. David Bolton meant no disrespect, I just have matters to attend to and was in a hurry to leave…”