My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 250 - 251

Chapter 250: Chapter 251

What?

Li Hu and the others put down their glasses, their gazes warily drifting towards the door.

They saw dozens of people approaching, dressed in fine clothes, chatting and laughing.

The leader was a middle-aged man also clad in golden armor, who at the moment was fawning over a young man beside him, saying in a subservient tone, "I owe my rank as General to Young Master He’s assistance! I am truly grateful for your presence today, Young Master He."

"Old Wang, just do your job well, and my father will not treat you poorly," the youth, addressed as Young Master He, said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, General He is one of the eight great Generals of the Martial Division. I will never forget General He’s kindness!" General Wang complimented, making a welcoming gesture, "Please, after you!"

Just as Young Master He was about to sit down, his eyes unintentionally caught sight of Li Hu and the others. His expression immediately darkened, "Who are these people, and how dare they dine in the same place as me?"

General Wang looked up, and upon seeing Li Hu and his companions, he sneered, "Li Hu, and Jin Gang, you have some nerve. Instead of guarding your posts, you’ve run off to eat?"

Li Hu’s face turned ugly, "Where we eat is up to us!"

"Up to you? Hah, nothing but a bunch of stray dogs, and you dare talk about freedom!"

"Don’t push people too far!" Li Hu said angrily.

"Hah, so what if I bully you? You are merely an elder; do you have the standing to dine with General He and Young Master He?" General Wang mocked, "Now get out!"

Li Hu and Jin Gang, restraining their fury, gritted their teeth and said, "Let’s go!"

"Who is that guy, and why is this General Wang kowtowing to him like a horse sees the bridle?" Ye Wudao looked at Young Master He with distaste.

"This person is called Young Master He, the only son of General He Shan, one of the eight great Generals of the Martial Division! He’s always been arrogant and overbearing with the backing of his father’s power in the Martial Division. Many elders, even Generals, deliberately curry favor with him!" Li Hu said through clenched teeth.

Just then, a silver-haired elder hurried over, shouting, "No one leaves!"

"Elder Yin Feng, what do you mean by this? Are you daring to oppose me and Young Master He?" General Wang said with a cold face.

"How could I dare!" Elder Yin Feng quickly shook his head, then pointing at Ye Wudao ahead, said, "He’s Ye Wudao, the bandit leader from the Northern King’s Palace, a criminal on the Martial Division’s wanted list!"

Boom!

A single stone causes a thousand ripples!

"What?" General Wang was shocked, then scoffed, "Nonsense! If he really were Ye Wudao, why would he dare to come to the Martial Division to seek death?"

"General Wang, what you don’t know is that this Ye Wudao also has another identity..." Elder Yin Feng lowered his voice.

"What identity?" General Wang asked.

"This man is the son of the Northern King..." Elder Yin Feng revealed.

The place fell silent.

The son of the Northern King?

For real?

"I remember now, the Northern King indeed had a son!"

General Wang’s gaze turned sharp as he looked at Ye Wudao, "Ye Wudao, you really have the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard. As a criminal wanted by the Martial Division, you dare to appear here seeking your own death!"

"Hah, the Martial Division is not exactly a dragon’s den or tiger’s lair, what should I be afraid of?" Ye Wudao jeered.

"How audacious!" General Wang shouted in anger, "Guards, kill him!"

"Yes!" A large number of Martial Division experts responded to the command.

"Hold it!" Li Hu suddenly stood up and said, "Ye Wudao is here at our invitation!"

What?

Li Hu’s unexpected stance left everyone stunned.

General Wang said in fury, "Li Hu, you pack of ungrateful stray dogs, after all these years, you’re still nostalgic for that dead Northern King! Now you even collude with the son of the Northern King, this is a grave crime of plotting rebellion!"

"Don’t try to pressure me with that! When I was a General, you were nothing but a mere elder. Do you think I don’t know how you became a General of the Martial Division?!" Li Hu retorted sarcastically.

"You, you!" General Wang was furious, but indeed, Li Hu’s seniority was second only to the eight great Generals of the Martial Division, truly incomparable to his own.

But the moment he thought of the backing from He Shan, General Wang felt a surge of confidence, "Li Hu, what are you so proud of? So you have seniority—impressive. Ha, you’ve been holding a grudge ever since you were stripped of your general rank, right? That’s what you get for being a bereft dog, it serves you right!"

Li Hu clenched his teeth, "Wang, don’t go too far with your words!"

"I’m telling you, Li Hu, not only am I going to humiliate you today, but I’ll also kill the son of the Northern King to spice up the show for He Shan!" General Wang mocked.

"You try and see!" Li Hu’s neck veins bulged in anger.

"Bang!" He Shan slammed the table in a fury, "Li Hu, quite a presence you’ve got there!"

Li Hu quickly bowed his head.

"Roll over here, my shoe is dirty. Come and clean it for me!" He Shan stretched out his leg, his face full of arrogance.

Li Hu’s expression changed, "He Shan, show some self-respect, please. I am an elder of the Martial Department! Not your servant!"

"What a joke! What’s an elder of the Martial Department? They’re a dime a dozen! Who do you think you are?" He Shan scoffed.

"Haha, Li Hu actually takes himself seriously?"

"Does he still think he is the Northern King’s most trusted general?"

"A new ruler brings a new reign; now he’s just a masterless bereft dog, a pathetic creature stripped of his general rank!" He Shan and his companions laughed bitterly.

General Wang mocked, "Li Hu, it’s an honor for you to clean He Shan’s shoes! How many elders from the Martial Department dream of serving He Shan? Don’t get cocky!"

Li Hu clenched his teeth.

"Li Hu, consider carefully. You lot of bereft dogs colluding with the son of the Northern King is a serious crime! Apart from He Shan, even I can’t save you!" General Wang threatened.

Li Hu’s fists tightened, and he said, "Alright, I’ll clean!"

He Shan extended his foot and casually sipped a glass of wine, looking completely relaxed.

"Uncle Li, use this knife to clean!" Ye Wudao offered, picking up a knife from the table and handing it to Li Hu.

"Haha, what a joke, does Li Hu dare?" He Shan burst out laughing, causing General Wang and the rest to roar with laughter.

Li Hu forced a smile, "Ye Wudao, sorry, I can’t do it..."

"Li Hu, I’ve suddenly changed my mind! You’re still not worthy of cleaning my shoes!"

He Shan pointed at Ye Wudao, his eyes full of playful malice, "You, as the son of the Northern King, have a more noble status than trash like Li Hu. If you want to live, roll over here and clean my shoes!"

Ye Wudao gripping the hilt of his battle knife, strode toward He Shan like a dragon moving and a tiger stepping.

"Put down the knife!" General Wang and the others demanded.

"Hehe, old Wang, there’s no need to worry! What status does he have to lay hands on me?" He Shan completely disregarded Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao asked, "Which shoe of He Shan’s is dirty, I wonder?"

"You blind, kid?" He Shan extended his left foot, threatening, "Clean it well for me. If it’s not as clean as your pretty little face, I’ll make you beg for life but beg for death instead!"

Li Hu and the others were so angry they gritted their teeth, faces filled with sorrow and rage!

"We’re too powerless, forcing Ye Wudao to clean shoes!"

"Alas, how can we face the Northern King after we die?"

"Well, I’m about to clean!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

"Less talking!" He Shan urged impatiently.

Ye Wudao, with the battle knife in hand, brought it down fiercely upon He Shan’s foot.

Crack!

One foot was severed, blood sprayed!

Dead silence filled the room!

"Ahh, my foot!" He Shan screamed miserably, his foot savagely chopped off, his face twisted in immense pain and contorted with agony.

Ye Wudao, holding the blood-stained battle knife, shrugged and said, "Sorry, it’s my first time cleaning shoes. Not very good at it."