Chapter 326: Teaching the Spoiled Brat a Lesson

Xiao Moting set down the folding fan that was covered in chicken soup.

Yet Bai Wei saw that his wrist had still been splashed by a few drops of the chicken soup, scalding several small blisters.

Her heart gave a tug, as if pricked by a needle, and she felt extreme heartache.

This bowl of chicken soup had just been brought to a boil and was floating with a thick layer of oil; in reality, the temperature was extremely scalding.

There were several other bowls of soup on the table, but the Li Family child had specifically chosen this one; it was very obvious that he had intentionally wanted to scald her.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Moting's timely reaction just now, she would have been scalded and disfigured if this bowl of boiling chicken soup had splashed onto her face!

This child was being completely intentional!

Just at this moment, the triumphant, shrill cry of the little fatty came over.

"Serves you right! Who told you to stop me just now?"

"A poor wretch like you even dares to lay a hand on me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Wei lunged forward in a flash and raised her hand to deliver a slap!

"Smack!"

The crisp, loud sound of the slap made the entire inn go quiet at once.

Bai Wei slapped the little fatty across the face without the slightest bit of mercy.

The people around were stunned.

The little fatty's left cheek was instantly turned red from the blow.

He seemed unable to believe that Bai Wei would actually strike him; he froze for several seconds before suddenly letting out a wail and crying out.

"Dad, this woman hit me!"

The Young Master of the Li Family rushed forward in a rage, his face purple with anger, and pointed fiercely at Bai Wei.

"You, you actually dare to hit my son?"

Bai Wei was very calm, "Your son stole my things, and after being caught by my steward, he even used chicken soup to hurt people!"

"What stealing things? My son is only thirteen years old, he is still just a child!"

"Does being thirteen mean it isn't stealing? He even knew to pick the hottest chicken soup to splash on others. For a child like this, if you don't hit him, he won't learn his lesson. Young Master of the Li Family, since you haven't disciplined your child well, I will educate him for you!"

The Young Master of the Li Family roared in anger, "My son, when is it your turn to teach him? Him splashing you with chicken soup was just joking around with you."

He looked at his son's red, swollen face and felt agonizing heartache.

"Dad, she hit me!" The little fatty also began to cry and make a scene, stretching out his finger to point at Bai Wei, "Hurry and hit her, hit her hard."

Suddenly, his crying and wailing came to an abrupt halt, his face full of terror.

"Dad!"

The Young Master of the Li Family also stood frozen, looking at the little fatty in a panic.

A Dagger with a cold, flickering light was held against the little fatty's neck.

From behind him came a cold, icy voice.

"Who are you going to hit?"

As he spoke, the blade pressed gently downward.

A shallow red mark instantly appeared on the little fatty's neck.

"Don't, don't hurt my son," the Young Master of the Li Family cried out in a panic.

Xiao Lujing stood behind the little fatty, expressionless, the Dagger in his hand held against the other's neck.

If it hadn't been for Bai Wei giving him a heads-up beforehand, saying they needed to hide their identities in the Yannan Region and try not to cause trouble, the father and son from the Fuji Trading Firm would already be corpses on the ground.

"Speak, who are you going to hit?"

Xiao Lujing asked calmly once more.

His voice held not the slightest hint of a threat.

Yet the little fatty was trembling, and his pants had become wet.

He had been scared into wetting himself.

Seeing his son wet himself, the Young Master of the Li Family was also terrified.

"Shopkeeper Bai, quickly tell your man to put the knife down."

Bai Wei, however, ignored him and smiled as she tilted her head toward the little fatty.

"Come, tell big sister, will you dare to steal things from other people's tables in the future?"

The little fatty was scared stiff.

Xiao Lujing said coldly, "Speak."

The little fatty shivered in fear and hurriedly shook his head in terror, "No, I won't dare anymore."

"Are you going to splash chicken soup on others again?"

"I won't dare anymore."

"Then do you still want to hit people whenever you please?"

"No more, no more..."

The little fatty was almost crying from fear.

Xiao Lujing behind him radiated a murderous chill, as if he were a bloodthirsty wolf.

The young master of the Fuji Trading Firm had been pampered since he was small; where had he ever seen such a situation?

Bai Wei smiled and lifted her chin toward the terrified Young Master of the Li Family.

"Helping you educate your child, no need to be nervous."

"Remember one thing: if you don't teach your child well, there will be plenty of people in the future who will teach him for you, it's just that the method of this teaching might involve seeing some blood."

After finishing, she signaled to Xiao Lujing.

"Lu Jing, be good, put the knife down."

Xiao Lujing put down the Dagger, didn't even glance at the little fatty, and turned to walk away.

The little fatty was so scared he collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air with a pale face.

Clearly the other party was about the same age as him, at most only a year or two older, yet that aura of killing intent all over his body was simply vicious beyond measure.

"Hu Er!" The Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm rushed over, grabbed the little fatty in a hug, and checked him up and down, "Son, are you alright?"

After confirming his son was unharmed, he gritted his teeth, turned his head, and spoke angrily.

"Shopkeeper Bai, you actually condoned violence and injured someone; I will definitely report this to the authorities."

Bai Wei raised an eyebrow, "Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm, you just said your son is thirteen, still a child, and that stealing things and splashing chicken soup were just jokes. Then our Lu Jing is only fifteen; he is also a child. Two children joking around, how is that injuring someone?"

With one sentence, the Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm was choked until his face turned red and his neck thick, unable to squeeze out a single word.

He gritted his teeth, hugged his son, and stood up.

"You treated my son this way; the Fuji Trading Firm has noted this. Let's go!"

After speaking, the Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm walked out the front door in a rage.

A group of servants also hurriedly followed him out.

The crowd all around began to discuss it one after another.

"The Fuji Trading Firm are imperial merchants; they often associate with officials in the palace. Now the Bai's Grocery Store has gotten into trouble."

"You can offend anyone, but you cannot offend the Fuji Trading Firm; they know people in official positions."

"Shopkeeper Bai, you've really gotten yourself into trouble this time."

Bai Wei smiled and continued to sit and eat.

She wasn't the least bit afraid.

Imperial merchants?

A proper prince was sitting right here, and even the Emperor was wary of him; the prince was still peeling shrimp for her, so what was she afraid of?

Xiao Moting was also very calm and had never thought about stepping in to stop it.

Anyway, as long as Bai Wei was happy, she could do whatever she wanted.

With him here, he could easily clean up the aftermath for her.

The Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm and his party left in a rage, and before long, the inn returned to its lively state.

The waiter came over attentively, "Shopkeeper Bai, the Young Master of the Fuji Trading Firm and his group have checked out. If you want to stay in the guest rooms, I will save them for you."

"No need." Bai Wei smiled, "We have a place to stay."

She had had enough of staying in inns during this time.

No matter how good ancient inns were, they couldn't compare to modern ones.

Qin Zhan was stunned when he heard Bai Wei wasn't staying at the inn, "Bai, are we not staying at the inn tonight?"

Bai Wei was very calm, "Rest assured, there is a place for you all to stay."

At this moment, a merchant nearby squeezed over ingratiatingly.

"Shopkeeper Bai, that fan of mine..."

Bai Wei then remembered that just now, when Xiao Moting blocked the chicken soup for her, he had used someone else's fan.

Now the fan was covered in chicken soup and could no longer be used.

"I'm sorry, how much is this fan? I will give you the silver."

"No need, no need." The other party waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of smiles, "It's just a fan; consider it me making friends with the Bai's Grocery Store."

Xiao Moting looked at Bai Wei with deep, intense eyes, as if he were about to pull her entire being into them.