Volume One, Chapter Six: Harboring Resentment Within, Erupting All at Once
“What’s going on?”
Cao Mo stepped into the narrow alley, casting a quick glance around.
He recognized the identity of the young eunuch.
As a low-ranking servant eunuch, at the very bottom of the hierarchy, and with his naturally meek personality, this boy was no stranger to being bullied.
Yet the boy hadn’t lied. Although Cao Mo hadn’t actually helped carry the imperial sedan chair alongside him—having only pretended to be the emperor earlier—the young eunuch had indeed treated him to a meal once before.
That was enough to forge a bond of gratitude.
“Cao Mo?”
The few eunuchs who were currently beating the young eunuch froze for a moment when they saw Cao Mo’s elegantly fierce and handsome face.
How had this boy become even more striking?
And what was going on with that dazzling imperial eunuch robe he was now wearing?
Cao Mo had originally been the godson of Elder Eunuch Cao, but had remained just a minor servant eunuch. Now, however, he was clad in the resplendent robes of a palace eunuch in the emperor’s presence.
“Brother Cao!”
While they were stunned, the young eunuch, tears of grievance in his eyes, rushed over.
“We just helped His Majesty carry the sedan chair, and His Majesty rewarded each of us ten taels of silver. But these guys insisted I hand over the money to them!”
Usually, he would have just given in without a fuss.
But this time, it was a reward from the emperor himself—ten taels, equal to a year’s salary. The boy couldn’t bear to part with it.
“You dare demand silver even bestowed by His Majesty?”
Cao Mo’s gaze swept over the group.
Their faces flickered with unease, but the ringleader’s expression remained indifferent.
“Cao Mo, even though you’re an imperial eunuch now, do you know who my godfather is? I advise you not to meddle—just stay out of this if you know what’s good for you.”
“Oh?”
Cao Mo’s voice was tinged with surprise. “Who’s your godfather?”
“My godfather is…”
The lead eunuch sneered coldly, just as he was about to speak, but Cao Mo raised a hand and slapped him sharply.
“You actually said it when I told you not to?”
Smack!
The crisp slap skewed the eunuch’s face.
Regaining his senses, he clutched his swollen cheek, eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Cao Mo.
But Cao Mo was an imperial eunuch of higher rank; the man dared not retaliate.
“Cao Mo, don’t think I fear my godfather. I’ll have you know, my godfather is also an imperial eunuch—a manager among them!”
Smack!
Cao Mo responded with another slap.
Cao Mo flipped his hand and slapped the other side of the eunuch’s face.
“I don’t care who your godfather is. What I despise most are bullies like you!”
An imperial eunuch in charge, huh?
Sorry, but Cao Mo wasn’t scared at all now.
After all, he was now firmly allied with the most powerful force in the palace.
The lead eunuch clutched his bruised mouth, glaring venomously.
“Fine, you may be boss today, but you won’t be boss forever. Let’s go!”
“Oh?”
“Still bold enough to threaten me?”
Cao Mo was having none of it.
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