"Steward Luo, he ran this way."
"Why are you standing still? Go after him! It's outrageous. I've never seen a servant act so recklessly!"
"But..."
"You bastard, you lowly thing, do you intend to cover for him?"
...
Outside the Guardian Mansion, a commotion arose.
Pang Long stared at the hourglass before him. In half an hour, the time would be up, but suddenly, a disturbance caught his attention, his eyebrows slightly raised:
"Who's making a ruckus here? Xiaofang, go check it out."
"Yes!"
The nursing home to Pang Long's right bowed respectfully, taking three to five steps back, then turned and strode out of the mansion.
Seeing the group of servants approaching, he immediately frowned, "There's a nursing home contest being held here. Why have you come?"
Luo Fang glared at the leader of the Ninth Class. The latter was certain that Li Xian was in this mansion.
Why was that wretch so bold? Dare to stay out all night?
He already guessed the reason in his heart.
Probably because he found out about the nursing home contest and foolishly thought he could become a nursing home to escape my control.
How brave!
Dream on!
"What a despicable creature, dares to toy with me, I'll show him!"
Luo Fang muttered to himself.
When he turned to nurse Fang Tianyu, he wore a kind smile:
"Brother Fang, here's the situation: In our servants' class, there's a lad who's broken the rules and made a mistake. To avoid punishment, he wants to hide using the nursing home contest."
"What do you mean by that?" Fang Tianyu frowned.
Luo Fang thought, "Haven't I been a nursing home before? This yellow-haired boy, so arrogant with me."
But considering Pang Long in the mansion, he respectfully continued, "I, Luo Fang, naturally would not dare to offend Master Pang. It's just that duty calls, and I must take this step to get to the bottom of it."
"I hope Brother Fang can help inform Master Pang and have him decide the best way to handle this matter."
Upon hearing this, Fang Tianyu realized there was indeed truth in it. He immediately returned to the mansion and whispered to Pang Long.
Upon hearing it, Pang Long's gaze landed on Li Xian. Li Xian stood tall, facing him with a clear conscience.
After a moment, Pang Long said calmly, "Go and tell Luo Fang. I don't care about the matters of the Servant Room. All I know is that the nursing home contest is underway. All unrelated personnel, leave at once."
"Yes!"
Fang Tianyu relayed these words verbatim, and Luo Fang smiled, "Master Pang is right, indeed right."
Bowing his body, he left the vicinity. Returning to the Servant Room, he flew into a rage, having the hundred servants of the Ninth Class line up.
He swung a whip and struck them.
"Does it hurt?"
"Blame it on the traitor in your class."
When their skin was split open, he ordered hot water to be poured, then cold water, wantonly abusing those other servants.
"Good for you, Li Xian... Let's see what kind of waves you can make!"
"Heh, when the time comes, won't you still be in my grasp?"
After venting his anger, Luo Fang tossed aside the whip and stretched his sore wrist.
The servants of the Ninth Class, bearing their injuries, were sent to do the dirtiest, hardest work.
When the name "Li Xian" was mentioned, everyone seethed with intense hatred, wanting to devour his flesh and drink his blood.
This matter, truly strange indeed.
It was clearly Luo Fang who beat and scolded them, and Li Xian was only resisting.
Yet the hatred was only directed at Li Xian. When speaking of "Luo Fang," the hatred vanished, replaced by awe.
It was utterly unreasonable.
...
"Time's up."
Pang Long stood up from his chair and said, "The nursing home contest begins today."
"There's only one spot for this contest.
The content is simple. There's a ring set up in the courtyard, and there's only one rule: whoever remains standing in the ring after one incense stick's time will be the new nursing home!"
As soon as he finished speaking, on the ring.
A servant first rushed to take the place, warily surveying his surroundings.
Before long, another servant stepped into the ring. Both were servants, neither strong nor sturdy, and their fight naturally lacked any elegance.
But a fierce determination...
Truly alarming to behold.
In the first match of the tournament, a servant won by biting off another servant's ear.
The defeated servant rolled off the stage while the victorious one had a mouthful of blood.
Pang Long nodded secretly: "For a servant to turn the tables, it relies... on that ruthlessness."
The Nursing Home members also watched with keen interest.
After several matches, casualties were surprisingly not small.
Li Xian glanced at Pang Long, mulling over the tournament rules in his mind.
"A stick of incense's time... whoever stands last wins."
"Which means, there's no limit to the number of times one can take the stage. Ultimately, my opponent is only Bi Hao."
"Why not take the stage early, pretend I don't know martial arts, deliberately mislead Bi Hao, making him underestimate me?
Then pretend to be defeated, get kicked off the stage, use this to lie low, and when the incense is about to burn out, get back on the stage... to seize that slight chance!"
With this thought in mind.
Just as a match ended. At this time, Li Xian directly stepped onto the stage and fought with a servant who was weaker than him.
Completely without any technique, like hooligans fighting, using teeth and claws. Hitting the groin, grabbing the eyes... using everything.
Bi Hao crossed his arms, relaxed and composed, with a look of disdain: "How can these people be worthy of competing with me?"
"But Uncle Luo was right, this pack of mad dogs sees the only chance to turn things around and really goes at it as if their lives depend on it."
"Too bad they don't have brains."
Bi Hao found it amusing from below the stage.
However, Pang Long frowned, a bit disappointed, "Is this all that kid Li Xian is capable of?"
"Boom!"
Li Xian pushed hard with both hands, sending the opposing servant flying, standing up panting heavily, and shouted angrily, "Who else!"
"I'm coming!"
Another servant rushed onto the stage, lunging at Li Xian.
Although Li Xian intended to hide his skills, it wasn't easy. Everyone was a trapped beast, and in such situations, the power that erupted was terrifying!
"Scratch...."
The servant had extremely long nails and scratched Li Xian's arm. Li Xian cursed, "Get lost!"
Turning sideways, he kicked hard, sending the servant off the stage.
Didn't have to wait long.
A servant immediately pounced, tackling Li Xian. This servant had learned wrestling and attempted a chokehold.
Li Xian's gaze turned fierce, reaching out to gouge his eyes, causing the servant to cry out in pain, his strength faltering. Li Xian seized the moment to counterattack.
With every ounce of strength, Li Xian won again.
Fang Tianyu from the Nursing Home said:
"This kid only has brute strength, but if it weren't for Bi Hao, he might be chosen as a guardian. Master Pang, with Bi Hao's martial arts background, isn't this a bit unfair?"
"Rules are rules, I don't talk fairness with servants," Pang Long said indifferently.
At this moment.
Li Xian won again, and next up, it was Bi Hao's turn on stage.
Bi Hao arrogantly said, "You ungrateful wolf, let me show you my strength, just stay peacefully in the servant room!"
Without another word, he kicked. Although Li Xian could dodge, he deliberately acted as if he couldn't, using the momentum to roll off the stage.
"Such a ruthless blow."
Fang Tianyu exclaimed in surprise.
Bi Hao used Dark Force with this kick, targeting the internal organs. If someone's body was weak, they might be killed by a single kick.
Li Xian was indeed in severe pain. But he had Inner Strength protecting him, so he didn't lose the ability to move.
He lay on the ground, not getting up. Pretending to be in pain, but his eyes were exceptionally calm, secretly glancing at the distant incense.
The act was enough!
He was simultaneously recovering his strength and waiting for the final moment.
With Bi Hao's martial arts background, he was much stronger than ordinary servants. Since stepping onto the stage, the situation had been entirely in his favor.
Despite this, a few reckless tough guys still managed to leave some marks on him.
The incense burned gradually.
Bi Hao stood firm, looking at the crooked servants below the stage, laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you pack of mongrels, what makes you think you can compete with me? What makes you think you can compete with me?!"
Pang Long glanced at the incense, also feeling there would be no surprises.
"The incense is about to burn out. Anyone who wants to try, seize this last chance," Pang Long reminded.
This guardian recruitment match... was by the book, ultimately not giving him any surprises.
At this moment, Li Xian slowly climbed up, without a word, walked towards the stage once more.
"Defeated soldier! How dare you take the stage again?" Bi Hao was inexplicably furious at seeing Li Xian on stage.
Li Xian gently rubbed his abdomen, stepped onto the stage, appearing as if about to faint, yet deep in those eyes, a sharp gleam was brewing.