Don't Provoke the Turtle

The strongest rule of the treacherous land: one can only do what befits their status.

As the head of the household, it was only right and proper for the master to dismiss a steward who had behaved improperly!

The steward's clothes were stripped off by the maid, even his undergarments were removed. Yet, the steward stood there in a daze, as if he had crashed.

The maid continued, and the scene was far too indecent. Su He shifted his body to shield Su Huanian and Green Snake from the view.

The steward had completely crashed, probably for the first time since his creation, no one had ever done such a thing to him. His database was insufficient, and he struggled to cope.

The rain grew heavier, and from a distance came a hoarse voice: "Everyone step back, the lady of the house is here!"

The savior had arrived!

The treacherous land had its own set of rules, and if something went wrong in the middle, it would inevitably be corrected. In this mansion, the only one with a higher status than the master was the lady of the house.

From the title alone, it was clear that the lady of the house's role was probably like that of the matriarch in the Red Chamber, firmly above the master, ensuring that there was always someone to hold the fort no matter what happened.

But alas! Su He chuckled.

It's a pity that it's a lady of the house, not a lord! The king of the backyard should just stay put, the important matters still need the masters to decide!

Before the lady of the house could enter, Su He's roar had already been heard: "Stop the lady of the house! This place is filthy, such lewd and lowly acts, if the lady's eyes are sullied, every servant here, one and all, will be expelled from Changyue Mansion immediately!"

Come on! If you dare to correct me, I dare to flip the table!

The noise vanished in an instant, and the entire Changyue Mansion fell silent as a cicada in winter. The lady's voice was gone, the clamor of the servants rushing over was gone, only the pouring rain and the maid's hurried panting could be heard.

The scene was too much like Jiuyan Bridge.

The treacherous land had some intelligence, but not much.

It was probably weighing whether losing a steward or a group of servants was more important.