"You!" The young master turned furiously, but turning around was like facing a wall, having to strain his neck just to see Tian Peng's face.
The momentum changed instantly, and with it his voice became even weaker.
"What's the matter?" Tian Peng asked, "Can't keep your own dog in check, so I have to do it for you?"
The young master didn't dare to say much, just turned his face away, directing all his anger at his own servant.
"What's wrong with you? We are here to participate in the martial arts examination, not to cause trouble. Stop talking nonsense. If other young masters hear it, it won't reflect well on our estate."
He cleverly didn't say it was because he was afraid of Tian Peng, but instead mentioned the bad influence on their estate.
It not only shut the servant up but also saved his own face.
The servant had wanted to talk back, but Tian Peng's overwhelming presence as he walked in made it clear that offending him wasn't an option.
