Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2984: How Long Can Such Arrogance Last?

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Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
Young Master Le and Steward Zhao approach the City Lord Residence to apologize for offending the Young City Lord, but the young master, still arrogant despite his sunburn, refuses to leave the carriage and demands to be invited inside. Steward Zhao, frustrated by the young master's overconfidence and reluctance to show humility, repeatedly urges him to dismount as someone emerges from the residence. Insisting on maintaining his status, Young Master Le instructs the steward to ask if they can enter by carriage.

After all, this is the City Lord Residence—how dare the young master demand they swing open the main gates to allow his horse carriage to roll right in? Not even the Family Head gets such treatment when he arrives.

A sense of foreboding gripped his heart. It seemed the Family Head had dispatched the young master with him not to settle the issue, but to stir up even more chaos!

"Young Master..."

"Why the delay in moving?!"

When he paused before departing, Young Master Le shot him a fierce glare and snapped at him.

Steward Zhao had no choice but to clench his teeth, pivot, and stride toward the City Lord Residence’s entrance, fully certain that their mission to offer apologies was headed straight for disaster.

He shook his head over and over, letting out sigh after sigh; the Family Head’s decision here was undoubtedly a grave error.

The attendants of Young City Lord Bai emerged alongside the gate guard, yet they spotted no sign of Young Master Le beyond the entrance, causing their expressions to sour immediately.

"Where’s he at?"

He questioned the guard stationed just outside the gate.

"Check it out, right there."

The guard indicated the horse carriage with his lips, his gaze brimming with scorn and derision.

They claim it’s an apology visit, but skulking away inside the carriage without stepping out—how does that pass for remorse? It’s plain they’ve arrived just to flaunt their status.

To an outsider unaware of the facts, it might appear the Le Family had stormed the City Lord Residence seeking justice, as if some offense against them originated from within these walls!

"Huff!"

The guard exhaled sharply, clearly seething with rage.

"What... what sort of folks are these! Do they intend to strut around our City Lord Residence like this?"

The attendant’s complexion paled to a sickly hue, nearly charging at the carriage in fury, yet he restrained himself, mindful of his role representing the City Lord Residence.

Not even the servants could stomach the slight to Young Master Qian and the others—imagine how the City Lord must feel. The Le Family was outright scorning the entire City Lord Residence.

With such brazen behavior, the Le Family still hopes to forge ties with the City Lord Residence via Young Master Qian? Pure fantasy!

"Guard Liang, steady yourself. No need to let these insignificant types rile you up to the point of harm," the guard counseled, noting his intense anger.

Earlier, Young Master Le had badmouthed the City Lord Residence right in front of them, and though Steward Zhao tried to rein him in, his efforts proved futile.

Once they retreated to their own carriage, his remarks faded from hearing, but it took little imagination to figure he kept trash-talking the City Lord Residence.

"Say, how much longer will the Le Family’s haughtiness endure?"

As he caught sight of Steward Zhao drawing near, Bai Liang posed the question to the guard beside him.

"Not for long, I reckon."

The guard pondered briefly; the clan was corrupt through and through. Ousting them from White Lion City was merely a question of when. Fingers crossed the other two great families lend stronger backing.

"Guard Liang, have you come to escort us in?"

Steward Zhao rushed up, plastering a fawning smile on his face as he queried Bai Liang.

"Our Young Master remains in the carriage—he’s always conducted himself this way. Might we possibly drive the carriage into the City Lord Residence...?"

"Young Master Qian and Madam Qian aren’t present at the City Lord Residence. Be it for atonement or to cause a stir, head over to Qian Mansion instead, and clear the way at our entrance."

Bai Liang cut off Steward Zhao mid-sentence, delivering his orders without hesitation.

Do they truly believe themselves so exalted, insisting on pulling their carriage into the City Lord Residence? Who could they possibly be? Inside these grounds, only the City Lord and his wife would presume to steer a carriage straight into the inner courtyard—no one else ventures that.