Chapter 73: All Bark and No Bite, Yet Loves to Play

Father and son of the Chen Family knit their brows, quickly opened the door, and hurried outside.

Questioning sharply as they walked.

"What's going on?"

The steward chased after them, reporting in a low voice.

"The Fat Tiger raised by the Young Master somehow got pecked by the Geese raised in the Back Kitchen. The Young Master couldn't swallow the insult and insisted on personally teaching those Geese a lesson."

Hearing this, Chen Delin suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Couldn't any of you stop him?"

The steward put on a mournful face, spread his hands apart, and patted his right palm with the back of his left hand.

"Couldn't stop him. The Young Master said he'd handle it himself and wouldn't let us follow, so this old servant hurried to report to the two of you."

After hearing the steward's words, Chen Delin was instantly furious. He turned his head and said a sentence to his own son.

"You go on with your work. Leave this to me."

"That brat! Three days without a beating and he's climbing on the roof to rip off the tiles!"

"Let him go. Once the big Geese peck him a few times, he'll behave!"

Though harsh words left his lips, his feet moved no slower for it.

In the Backyard, Yi Jiang held Fat Tiger in his arms — a little orange cat, except this cat had three white stripes on its forehead, which at a quick glance looked rather like the character '王'.

Besides, when he'd first picked it up, it was only the size of a palm, thin and tiny, so Yi Jiang had named it Fat Tiger.

Hoping it would grow sturdy in the future.

Yu'an looked at the few big white Geese in the fence, flapping their wings and stretching their necks to honk "ga ah ga ah" at them, and a hint of fear showed on his face.

"Yi Jiang, let's forget it. They look really fierce."

"Don't be afraid, Yu'an!"

Yi Jiang held Fat Tiger in one hand and thumped his own chest with the other.

"I've eaten God knows how many iron-pot stewed big Geese. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"Today, I'll personally catch one and braise it for you!"

Was it Yu'an's imagination, or after Yi Jiang finished saying "iron-pot stewed big Geese," did those big Geese start flapping their wings even harder?

"Just wait for me outside."

He alone was enough!

Yi Jiang stroked with heartache the few bald patches on Fat Tiger's back where it had been pecked, and glared fiercely at the big white Geese in the fence.

"Fat Tiger, don't worry. I'm going to avenge you right now."

Seeing that he insisted on going in to take revenge on the Geese, Yu'an had no choice but to find a stick.

"Then take this with you."

But Yi Jiang struck the pose of a little sage aloof from the world, waved off his kind offer, and clenched his small fist, brimming with confidence.

"No need for such trouble. Just a few measly big Geese — I, Yi Jiang the Great Hero, can handle them with one hand tied behind my back!"

Having said that, he opened the fence gate and strode in with great momentum.

Seeing the yellow fur beneath his feet, the fury in Yi Jiang's heart reached its peak.

It was Fat Tiger's fur!

"You big bad Geese!"

The five big white Geese raised their heads in unison, their pea-sized but unusually sharp eyes fixed tightly on Yi Jiang.

The five Geese spread their wings and lowered their necks slightly — the posture of preparing to attack.

Outside the fence, Yu'an couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat for Yi Jiang several times over.

And inside the fence, Yi Jiang too began to feel like retreating.

This... why are they so much bigger than the ones he saw in Chu Fang?

One big white Goose flapped its wings, kicking up a gust of wind that blew the fur on the ground up, making it drift and float, drift and float, right in front of Yi Jiang.

This scene, in Yi Jiang's eyes, was no different from a provocation.

Yi Jiang clenched his fists tight. At this moment, he found his courage again and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"You big bad Geese! What's so impressive about bullying the small with your size and the few with your numbers? If you've got the guts, come at me, Yi Jiang the Great Hero!"

Don't they know that in this City Lord's Manor, Fat Tiger is under his protection?

Before the words had even left his mouth, the five big Geese flapped their wings, honking "ga eh ga eh," and charged at him.

Yi Jiang turned and ran in fright, but he forgot that he had closed the fence gate behind him. The time it took to open it was just long enough for the five big Geese to catch up to his backside and peck him.

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

Yi Jiang ran and hopped about, covering his backside as he got pecked.

Yu'an seized the moment, rushed over, and shut the fence gate, but two Geese still slipped through the net, flapping their wings and chasing after Yi Jiang's backside, pecking away.

"Waaah, help!"

Seeing the little fellow chased all over the yard by the big Geese, An Luo really couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

Everyone's laughing at you, yet you're the funniest of all.

All bark and no bite, yet loves to play — that's you, isn't it?

An Luo certainly couldn't just stand by and watch the little one get hurt. She was about to step in and help, but a small hand moved first.

A fair, tender little hand tightly gripped a big Goose's slender neck, swung the Goose around in a few circles, and finally hurled it far away.

Seeing this scene, Yi Jiang was stunned.

But in those few seconds he was distracted, another big Goose lunged at him. Just as it was about to peck him, the small hand reached out again.

A slap smacked onto the big goose's head.

"Ha!"

With a shout full of babyish fury, the big goose that had just been wreaking havoc all over the yard was pinned to the ground by the little tyke's tiny hand.

This heroic sight left Yi Jiang staring in a daze.

"Oh, Young Master, how did you get here?"

Perhaps hearing the commotion, the cook rushed out, still holding a spatula in his hand.

He quickly grabbed each goose by the neck and tossed the two escaped geese back in.

"Yi Jiang!"

"Young Master!"

Chen Delin arrived late with the butler, unhurried.

The moment he stepped into the Backyard, he spotted his precious grandson at a glance—disheveled, with two goose feathers stuck in his hair.

Chen Delin's brow twitched wildly, his heart leaping to his throat.

He hurried to Yi Jiang's side, took hold of the little fellow, and looked him over from every angle.

"How are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Yi Jiang shook his head, but his eyes kept staring at Yu'an.

Yu'an is so amazing!

"You brat, are you trying to scare me to death?!"

"A few days without a beating and you're causing trouble again, aren't you?!"

Chen Delin wore a fierce face, his mouth spouting harsh words of reprimand, but his hands carefully plucked the goose feathers from his grandson's hair.

Yi Jiang tilted his head to dodge his hand.

"Oh, Grandfather, please don't talk for now."

Yi Jiang walked over to Yu'an, shyly lowered his head, and nudged the floor tile in front of him with his foot.

"Um, Yu'an, thank you for saving me."

Yu'an shook his head.

"You're welcome."

Remembering the flowery words the tutor had said while he was half asleep.

Yi Jiang glanced up at him sneakily, then quickly lowered his head again, mumbling softly.

"Yu'an, have you ever heard that for a life-saving grace, one should offer oneself in marriage?"

Yu'an scrunched up his face.

"What does that mean?"

An Luo's eyes went wide.

Huh?

Chen Delin, who had heard this from the side, stroked his beard and nodded approvingly.

Not bad, not bad, good boy!

You've got the same style as your grandpa back in the day!

The Cheng Family members who had arrived a step too late heard this and opened their mouths, wanting to say something.

The next moment, Yi Jiang said something shocking.

He shook his head with a troubled look, racking his brain for the few words he still remembered, and finally picked out a suitable one, showing off his literary flair.

"But I'm still young now and have nothing of value to offer, so how about I give you my father!"

After all, in the entire Beihuang City, it was his father who called the shots.

Daddy was the most valuable thing in their family!

An Luo clutched her stomach, laughing until she was convulsing.

If your tutor heard this, wouldn't he be furious enough to die?!