Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 511: Master Huo: It’s either he dies, or I perish!

Chapter 511: Chapter 511: Master Huo: It’s either he dies, or I perish!

In a bid to defend his innocence, Huo Yirong broke the taboo and retaliated against the Witch Clan elder who was forcing him to submit.

He personally eliminated the adversary.

Huo Yirong acted decisively and swiftly.

Members of the Huo Family never take action on their own, yet he broke this rule.

Huo Yirong was aware of the century-long agreement between the Huo Family and the Witch Clan.

He killed the Witch Clan elder, breaking the taboo once again.

To avoid potential disputes with the Witch Clan and retaliation from the Huo Family, Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi fled to the US overnight.

Upon hearing the news, Huo Yunjiao’s lips twisted slightly.

It seemed that his second brother had caught the eye of the Witch Clan and was being coerced into becoming the son-in-law.

The thought was both irritating and ridiculous to Huo Yunjiao.

When did the Huo Family let the Witch Clan have their way?

Indeed, the Huo Family signed a hundred-year agreement with the Witch Clan, but that did not mean that the Huo Family could be at their beck and call.

Huo Yunjiao’s exquisite and handsome face was clouded over.

Had the Huo family been too lenient, causing the Witch Clan to lose their boundaries?

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes revealed a hint of gentleness. He said to Huo Yirong, "Second brother, regardless of what happened, we have to give grandfather an explanation."

This statement subtly suggested leniency.

Huo Yirong cast his gaze downward, hiding the faint glimmer in his eyes.

His voice was filled with anger and resentment as he derided himself, "Why should the Huo Family be controlled by the Witch Clan? I am not willing. It’s their fault! I’ve never been humiliated like this in my life. I almost changed my name. If my father knew, he would think his son of more than twenty years had become a daughter."

The Witch Clan’s priestess would be the clan’s next leader, and her husband would have to stay by her side.

Once Huo Yirong married the witch, he would lose his freedom.

How uncomfortable that truth sounded.

Huo Yunjiao ignored the strange feeling in his heart. "But you shouldn’t have killed the Witch Clan elder."

"It was either him or me!"

Huo Yirong’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Huo Yunjiao.

Huo Yunjiao tightly pursed his lips, facing Huo Yirong’s reddened eyes and letting out a deep breath.

"Let’s resolve the present matter first. What should we do about grandfather?"

Huo Yirong blinked and firmly said, "I can’t go to the Witch Clan."

He would rather die than marry a witch from the Witch Clan.

Huo Yunjiao had been standing for a long time and was feeling somewhat tired.

He walked over to the single seater sofa and sat down, maintaining a straight and elegant posture.

He rested his beautiful and slender hands on his knees. The sun outside the window reflected off of his hands.

Huo Yunjiao absently tapped his fingers on his knee.

His eyes, as deep as an ancient well, seemed capable of devouring souls.

He scrutinized Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi.

Not knowing what he saw, his eyes flickered.

Huo Yunjiao suddenly spoke up, "Second brother, now there are two ways to appease grandfather’s anger. You can take a trip to the Punishment Hall, or you can hand over Huo Zhi."

"Huo Zhi is innocent this time."

Huo Yirong shook his head, he was a man who acknowledged his actions.

Huo Yunjiao frowned, studying Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi.

Their relationship was as distant as always, without a trace of intimacy.

Huo Yunjiao tried to probe, "Second brother, you and Huo Zhi?"

Huo Yirong asked calmly, "What about her and me?"

His face showed confusion, his eyes were clear and sincere.

"Never mind." Huo Yunjiao shook his head.

If it weren’t for Huo Yirong’s attitude, he would have thought the two had sealed the deal.

There was always a distinction between master and servant in the Huo family, they were never on an equal footing.

Huo Yirong quickly understood something, his face changed drastically, and he stared at Huo Yunjiao in disbelief.

"Third brother, what are you thinking!"

Huo Yirong felt humiliated.

No matter what, he would never have anything to do with Huo Zhi.

Though they were master and servant, there was a bond between them since childhood.

Huo Zhi was the most favored Hidden Guard in the Huo family, known as Little Zhizi.

Her existence had different meanings to many people.

Even if Huo Zhi was the last woman on earth, Huo Yirong could guarantee that there would be no possibility between them.

"If there isn’t, then it’s good." Huo Yunjiao nodded slightly.

He gestured to Huo Chuan, who stood nearby holding a password box, "Put the things away. There will be no family punishment today."

When Huo Yunjiao learned that Huo Yirong was set up by the Witch Clan, he wanted to punish his second brother before their grandfather could.

Just to prevent their grandfather from doing it himself.

If the family punishment were carried out upon their return to the Huo household, at that time, his second brother would have a hard time.

As the Witch Clan made the first move, there was some room for negotiation.

Suddenly, Huo Zhi, who was kneeling on the ground, fell forward uncontrollably.

"Huo Zhi!"

"Little Zhizi!"

Two anxious voices resonated.

Huo Chuan, who had just put down the item in his hand, saw Huo Zhi falling to the ground and rushed over in a stride.

Huo Yirong watched Huo Zhi fall coldly, not moving an inch.

He was the closest person. All he needed to do was reach out and he could have caught her.

The other voice came from Huo Qiang, who was standing at a distance, facing Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi with a cell phone camera.

Fortunately, danger was avoided.

Just as Huo Zhi was about to fall, Huo Chuan swiftly caught her.

Huo Yunjiao silently watched Huo Chuan clutch Huo Zhi’s person, calling her name anxiously.

Huo Yunjiao cast his eyes down, concealing the complexity in his eyes.

Soon, he stood up and walked over to Huo Qiang.

The coldness in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes subsided, replaced by a gentle glow.

"Grandfather, this is what happened. The Witch Clan has indeed overstepped this time. If we punish second brother according to family rules, it might be too harsh. If there is any problem, I will bring them back to the country to give you a proper explanation."

After finishing his words, Huo Yunjiao lifted his eyes to look at Huo Qiang.

The latter pressed on the screen of his phone and conveyed an OK sign to Huo Yunjiao.

"Is the recording done?"

"It’s done, third master."

Huo Qiang stepped forward, respectfully presenting the cell phone to the man in front of him.

The moment Huo Qiang spoke, Huo Yirong, kneeling not far away, quickly stood up.

His face, previously shown resentment, unrest, and anger, was now completely blank.

Huo Yirong walked over to Huo Chuan and Huo Zhi, frowned and asked with concern, "What happened to Little Zhizi?"

Huo Chuan, with a pained expression, replied, "She fainted due to excessive blood loss."

Huo Yirong’s gaze swept over the pale, blood-drained face of Huo Zhi. His voice softened, "Get a doctor to check her. Let her rest and recover for now. She doesn’t need to go back to the country immediately, lest she lose her life back home."

"Thank you, second master."

Huo Chuan showed a grateful expression and carried Huo Zhi upstairs.

The Hidden Guards of the Huo family had a very close relationship, especially with Huo Zhi, who was the most loved among them.

If something happened to her, Huo Qiang and Huo Chuan would be the first ones to stand up for her.

Huo Yirong walked to Huo Yunjiao’s side, patted him on the shoulder, and gratefully said, "Thank you, third brother."

"We are brothers."

Huo Yunjiao’s expression was cold, but his eyes were warm.

"How is Zhizi’s injury?"

Huo Yirong’s face was a dark cloud, a murderous aura encircling him.

"She won’t die, but she’s nearly been destroyed by those bastards from the Witch Clan. If they hadn’t committed such inhuman acts, I wouldn’t have had to take things into my own hands."