"Young Prince... Young Prince..." At this moment, upon hearing William Carter's command, the guards outside also rushed in. All of them were elite warriors at or above the sixth level of Qi Drawing, and had followed the household in the capital for many years. So now, seeing this scene, each of them was at a loss.

"All of you, stand to the side. Send someone to call the others over." William Carter waved his hand, not bothering to waste words with them.

He knew very well that these guards usually obeyed David Bolton because the former Young Prince was too weak and had never given orders. But David Bolton's plot to harm him was something they definitely didn't know about, and David Bolton wouldn't dare let them know. If David Bolton secretly ordered them to do things that didn't directly harm him, they would probably do it, but in front of him, there was no need to worry about what these people might do.

Soon, a guard brought in a dozen or so servants, along with some escorting officers. Each of them looked surprised, not knowing what had happened.

"What happened today?"

"I heard the Young Prince lost his temper and wants to discipline Deputy Steward Bolton."

"No way, are you kidding? Our Young Prince... can he even get angry?"

...

They whispered among themselves in private, all watching closely.

David Bolton stood there feeling extremely uncomfortable. He had been used to being powerful for over a decade—when had he ever experienced this? But at this moment, he suddenly realized the difference between ruler and subject, master and servant. Even though he was at the ninth level of Qi Drawing, he didn't dare lay a hand on this useless Young Prince who had suddenly exploded for no apparent reason.

"Whew!" At this moment, seeing more and more people arrive, Tommy, whose heart was about to leap out of her chest, finally let out a long sigh of relief. She knew that the more people there were, the more dangerous it became.

It had just been too frightening. Why did Young Master suddenly erupt like that, and so forcefully and fiercely? That feeling was truly terrifying. He actually managed to intimidate David Bolton, who was at the ninth level of Qi Drawing, into not daring to move. After coming back from the dead, Young Master seemed...

"The reason I called you all here today is to teach you how to behave and do your jobs properly. You are all members of my household. Normally, I don't bother with you much in the capital, but after coming back, someone actually dared to gossip about my family behind my back. I was going to deal with you later, but today, right here, I'll discipline you all. Anyone who doesn't shape up will be sent straight to the Western Frontier—don't even think about coming back to the capital with me. David Bolton, you're the Deputy Steward, so you investigate this matter for me. Otherwise, you'll be the first to answer for it." Seeing that everyone had arrived, William Carter swept his gaze over the crowd and finally spoke again.

But as soon as he spoke, William Carter didn't mention what had just happened, and directly questioned everyone.

Upon hearing William Carter's words, quite a few people were stunned, because there had never been any real rules in William Carter's household. If you really counted, who among them hadn't talked about William Carter behind his back?

But William Carter's mention of being sent to the Western Frontier immediately made their legs go weak with fear. The Western Frontier was the battlefield on the western border of the Kingdom, a place of constant slaughter and rivers of blood. They had long been used to a comfortable life, and just hearing about being sent to the Western Frontier made them tremble.

As for David Bolton, hearing that William Carter was exploding over this, he immediately felt like an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire. He thought to himself, Damn it, you've been a useless coward for over a decade and are about to die—what are you getting angry for now!

But since William Carter said so, he could only turn around and vent his anger on these people.

William Carter directly pulled up a chair and sat in the outer courtyard, letting David Bolton rage, question, and even beat and discipline some of the servants and guards. He just sat there quietly watching. In fact, all he wanted was an excuse to keep David Bolton occupied.

Meanwhile, Tommy quietly slipped out a few times, bringing some guards from the back to secretly move batches of medicinal herbs into the house. William Carter knew it was almost time. Success or failure would be decided in this one move—it all depended on how much he could gather. Even though he could constantly adjust and change the prescription, as the pioneer who had skipped Qi Drawing and directly reached Foundation Establishment, if he couldn't get over ninety percent of the required herbs, the chance of success wouldn't even reach fifty percent.

"Alright, look at the state of you all—this is all because I've spoiled you too much. And you, as Deputy Steward, bear even more responsibility. Today, no one is allowed to leave. Reflect on yourselves in this courtyard. I'm tired..." As William Carter spoke, he stretched and stood up from the chair, turning to walk into the house.

"Hey... this... Young Prince..." David Bolton had just been dealing with William Carter's sudden outburst on one hand, and venting his own anger on the other. He thought it was almost over and they could disperse, but unexpectedly, William Carter said they all had to reflect in the courtyard. How could that be? It was almost dark.

"Ah, Deputy Steward Bolton, is the Hundred-Treasure Pouch my father bestowed upon me with you?" Hearing David Bolton's words, William Carter suddenly stopped, but completely ignored what David Bolton was about to say and asked directly.

Storage artifacts were incredibly precious. Even the simplest storage pouch, which could only hold a dozen palm-sized items, was worth a fortune. Even ordinary Foundation Establishment rogue cultivators weren't qualified to own one. As for the better Hundred-Treasure Pouch, only important disciples of major sects, powerful forces, or great families could possess one. As for the Universal Pouch, even a small sect would treat a single one as a sect-treasured artifact.