Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2982: Can They Afford to Compensate?

An Jiuyue felt intrigued to discover the true nature of this Young Master Le from the Le Family. Were it any other powerful clan, upon realizing they had slighted someone connected to the City Lord Residence, they would merely thrash the steward fatally and extend their regrets afterward.

Yet the Le Family approached matters in an oddly distinctive fashion. Astonishingly, the Young Master of the Le Family showed up in person alongside the steward to express remorse.

This hardly qualified as a genuine apology; it was plainly a scheme to latch onto the City Lord Residence, leveraging that plot of land to bind the City Lord to the Le Family and pull them into the same alliance.

"Go inform them that my wife and I have relocated to our private home, no longer residing at the City Lord Residence. Should they wish to make amends, let them head to the grand estate."

Qian Jiyun directed the attendant serving Young City Lord Bai.

"Huh?"

The attendant froze in surprise.

Hadn't they remained at the City Lord Residence? Why direct Young Master Le to the grand estate instead?

"Huh what? Move quickly and pass on the word."

Young City Lord Bai shot his servant a sharp look for lacking awareness.

The Le Family's intentions were obvious to all. Allowing Young Master Le inside the City Lord Residence that day would ensure whispers of the Residence supporting the Le Family swept through White Lion City in no time!

"Understood, Young City Lord, Young Master Qian." The attendant snapped to attention and hurried off.

"Such a sly plot, but the Le Family is delusional." Even Hong Tianxu, not the sharpest mind, grasped the scheme and let out a laugh.

...

Just beyond the City Lord Residence, inside a horse-drawn carriage, Young Master Le munched on fruit while cursing under his breath.

"It's merely a visitor to the City Lord Residence, nothing special. They had the nerve to make me, the noble Young Master, haul people over for an apology—huh, as if they're worthy!"

He had been relishing the soothing presence of lovely companions when a subordinate of Old Jing roused him abruptly.

Fury nearly erupted from him, yet he held back upon hearing his father had summoned him, ordering him to escort Steward Zhao to the City Lord Residence for an official regret.

As the Le Family's Young Master, how could he stoop to such degradation?

Naturally, he resisted the trip, but defying his father's command was impossible, so he grudgingly took Steward Zhao along for the show, expecting the City Lord Residence's guest to show wisdom and accept the gesture.

His solo arrival was already an immense privilege for that pair. Should they spurn it, he wouldn't hesitate to wipe them from White Lion City for good.

After all, he had pulled off similar acts countless times, convinced no one could touch him.

"Young Master, perhaps we ought to step out of the carriage. It might reflect poorly if the City Lord Residence folks spot us like this," Steward Zhao suggested softly from beside the carriage.

They arrived to atone, yet lingered inside the carriage—what if news reached that couple and they refused an audience?

"Do I not know what's proper?"

Young Master Le dismissed Steward Zhao's concern entirely; rage still simmered within him.

"The sun blazes fiercely out there; do you want to bake me to a crisp? Let them see if they dare—I'm the Le Family Young Master, a figure of high standing. Would they let someone like me swelter in the heat?

If harm comes to me, could they compensate? At that point, it won't be me dragging you here to beg their pardon, but them scrambling with offerings to the Le Family to seek my forgiveness!"