Even so.
The little boy struggled wildly, looking like he was possessed!
Suddenly!
He bit down on the hand of the maid holding him.
The maid yelped in pain, but she dared not let go.
Together, they forced the little boy into the room and quickly bolted the door from the outside.
Inside, he angrily pounded on the door, his voice like the roar of a young beast.
"Let me out! Or when I get out, I'll kill all of you!"
The two maids seemed to be used to this.
One of them, however, was hurt and couldn't help but sigh.
"Young Master, please bear with it. The Princess Consort specifically instructed us before she left today to keep a close eye on you."
The little boy inside the room was defiant, incessantly tugging at the door frame: "Let me out! There's a ghost in here, let me out!"
The maids glanced at each other and shook their heads.
"You're hurt, let's take care of that first. We'll bring the medicine for the Young Master later."
