“Hmph!” Eunuch King’s face was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly, and carried an air of unfathomable mystery. However, his eyes glinted with a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one’s spine. He spoke in a strange, mocking tone: “It was that fake prescription you sold at the street corner that caused the steward Liu in my household to die without treatment. I’ve been wanting to settle this score with you for a long time. And as for your father, who works at the yamen, he actually grabbed a random medicine vendor at noon to take the blame. Heh, do you two really think I’m that easy to fool? Debts must be repaid, a life for a life! Today I had you brought here just to show you how formidable I am!”

He grabbed a medicine vendor to take the blame… How did he not know about this? But Quentin Bennett, having lived two lives, could more or less guess what had happened. It must have been that the old man was afraid of trouble, and with the yamen pressing for results, he simply arrested a merchant to hand over. But this Eunuch King isn’t stupid either—he actually figured out the truth behind it. So, naturally, Eunuch King was dissatisfied and decided to cut to the root of the problem by grabbing him directly.

Quentin Bennett hurriedly said, “Eunuch King, please see clearly! I’ve sold dozens, if not a hundred, of those prescriptions, and I’ve never heard of anyone dying from them. There must be some misunderstanding. I’ve long heard that Eunuch King is fair and upright—please, Eunuch King, help me clear my name!”

Quentin Bennett thought that no one hits a smiling face, so he immediately sweetened his words as if coated with candied fruit. When it’s a matter of life and death, what’s a little flattery?

Eunuch King stared at Quentin Bennett with a sinister gaze and said, “Do you think a few nice words will make me let you go? When it comes to flattery, you’re still too green. So young, yet you don’t learn anything good—selling fake prescriptions, cheating and swindling. If I don’t beat you to death, who knows what you’ll become in the future? Men! Drag him out and beat him to death, then feed him to the dogs!”

Several guards from the residence immediately rushed in, looking fierce and menacing as they prepared to drag Quentin Bennett out.

Quentin Bennett quickly shouted, “Wait!”

At times like this, these eunuch lackeys should all be shocked, staring at the protagonist in surprise.

But unfortunately… the protagonist had neither status nor position, and no one cared about him. The high and mighty Eunuch King was also unmoved, crossing his legs and lifting the teacup from the table, blowing at the tea foam.

Quentin Bennett spoke again: “Eunuch King, I’m still young. Please, for the sake of my forty-year-old father at home with no one to care for him, and… and the few reed chickens at home waiting to be fed…”

As Quentin Bennett spoke, even he lost confidence. He was frustrated—he’d wanted to use some clever lines from TV dramas, but halfway through, he realized his father wasn’t seventy, and he didn’t have any underage children at home. In the end… it was just a mess.

Clearly, Quentin Bennett’s words weren’t very effective. The strong lackeys had already grabbed his arms and easily lifted him up, leaving Quentin Bennett’s feet dangling in the air, toes swaying.

“Beat him to death, no need to report. After he’s dead, feed him to the dogs. Tomorrow I’ll settle accounts with his father—this is what happens when you try to deceive me!” After taking a sip of tea, Eunuch King watched Quentin Bennett, who was almost dragged out the door, his face twisted with ferocity!

“Wait!” Quentin Bennett was terrified to the extreme. He knew that if he didn’t try something now, his life would end here. “Eunuch King, there’s something fishy—there’s something fishy! That calligraphy is suspicious!”

“Eunuch King, that calligraphy is fake! It’s a forgery!”

Suspended in midair by his arms, Quentin Bennett’s panicked gaze landed on the calligraphy scroll in the hall that read ‘Loyal and Obedient’. In his previous life, he’d been a museum curator and majored in archaeology at university. The moment he noticed something odd about the scroll, his mind cleared.

That calligraphy was very strange—it had given Quentin Bennett an indescribable feeling from the start. First, there was the arrangement of the hall. You have to know, eunuchs were often cultured, especially those who had been sent out to guard posts. Most of them had studied in the palace’s inner library. This explained why Eunuch King’s hall was so tasteful—not just because he was pretending to be refined, but because he genuinely liked that style.

Looking at the other paintings and calligraphy, even if they weren’t by famous artists, they were at least above average.

But the most prominent scroll above the main hall, compared to the others, was clearly of much lower quality. Not that it was terrible, but at best, it was mediocre. Moreover, the four characters ‘Loyal and Obedient’ always felt a bit awkward.

It was highly unusual—how could someone who understood art hang the best pieces in secondary spots, while putting a mediocre and ill-suited work in the place of honor? There was only one explanation: this scroll held extraordinary significance for Eunuch King.

It must have been a gift from some important person to Eunuch King, and that person’s status was remarkable. After receiving it, Eunuch King treasured it as if it were priceless, and hung it high to show off his close relationship with the calligrapher.

If that’s the case, it all makes sense. Eunuch King wanted a piece of calligraphy from this important person, so the person wrote ‘Loyal and Obedient’. Who else could give Eunuch King such an evaluation? Only someone of the highest status. Eunuch King would then cling to this person, and even a simple ‘Loyal and Obedient’ would be a source of pride, prompting him to display it in the most prominent place.