"Father, I really have nothing to do with this matter; it was Steward Zhao who stirred things up. Shouldn't we let him handle it himself? Wouldn't it be too humiliating for us to step in?"
A servant made trouble, yet the master has to apologize; is there such logic under heaven?
Upon hearing this, the Head of Le Family glared at him fiercely again and felt the urge to throw something nearby at him.
But seeing his son already bloodied from a beating, he couldn't bring himself to hit him again. He could only suppress the impulse to teach his son another lesson and took a deep breath.
"If it was an ordinary family, it would be fine to let Steward Zhao handle it alone. But these are people from the City Lord's Residence. How can it be the same?"
Young Master Le pursed his lips. If they were ordinary people, there wouldn't be a need for them to apologize. Not having trouble come to their door would already be good enough. Of course, it's different.
