Simon was getting bored really bored.

He wanted to hear what those people were talking about, surely they were planning something but he wants to know too.

Looks like he will have to read his father's mind once he comes out of the room.

Simon's mind drifted to that boy, that naive, timid, and fragile boy of his age. Zhehan.

Was it really possible to feel rage and butterfly at the same time?

Because that's what Simon feels every time he sees the man before him.

Zhehan.

"Greetings Lord Simon," he said with his gentle and calm voice and a gentle smile that he gives to everyone.

Simon smiled as well, "What are you doing here?"

"My master wanted me to gather some herbs hence I am here," he answered, calmly.

Why the hell is he so calm, why the hell is he smiling? why the hell is he giving Simon butterflies? what's wrong with this bastard. People always want to be friends with Simon, they always want to be on his good side.

Yet this man, never ever asks for any benefits, never tries to take his side, treats him like everyone else.

And it infuriates him, "Can I see the herbs?" he asked and raised his hand forwards, Zhehan looked uncomfortable and looked down, "Come one, give it to me I am asking something."

"Lord Simon, my master... specially asked for this so..."

"Are you denying my orders right  now?" Simon spoke, "Just because you are princess's disciple you think you are above me? what's your background? who are your parents? who are you huh?"

Zhehan looked down, feeling ashamed, "I am sorry."

"I don't want you sorry to give me that bag," Simon said and snatched the bag from Zhehan, Zhehan wanted to ask back but he couldn't;t bring himself to say anything as Simon went through the contents.

"Can I have the bag back?" Zhehan asked and Simon smirked as he looked at him, "You want it?"

He said and empties the contents of the bag in the streets, "Then get it."

Zhehan looked down and clenched his fist, Simon only smirked, "Come on,  pick it up."

Zhehan bent down and picked the herbs and when he touched the small bag Simon stepped on his hand, Zhehan flinched but humbly requested, "Please remove your foot, Lord."

Simon smirked as took the bottle of water and emptied it on Zhehan's head, he flinched but said nothing as the crowd watched, "My hand slipped," he said and removed his foot.

Zhehan stood up and looked at Simon giving him a very small and forced smile, this time it was forced and full of pain before he bowed before him, "Good day my lord."

Simon banged his head against the wall when he thought about the past he repeatedly did that but then nancy came to him hurriedly and stopped him, "young master are you okay? what are you doing? why are you hurting yourself?"

Simon fell back on the floor with a thump, "I am really a bastard."

Nancy gasped, "Please use such a four language young master."

Simon sighed again, currently, he looked like he was going through a major crisis which he was but in the eyes of the adults how can a child go through any crisis 

He sat on the floor and stare into nothingness. His nanny came by his side and spoke, "young master? would you like to play something?"

Simon looked at his nanny, who was happily suggesting games. "How about hiding and seek."

Simon scoffed, "Seriously, nanny? do I look like I am eight?"

Nancy's smile vanished after she heard that she was confused. Is this some new game the kids play?

Nancy cleared her throat and said, "Young master you are indeed eight years old."

Simon sighed, "Yeah right, I had forgotten about that."

Nancy felt bad for Simon, she thought that Simon was just a little kid and he had to go through so much at his age, this made her feel bad for him.

She sighed, "Young master, let's go and play... come on."

"No, I don't want to play I am tired today is my holiday," he said and sat back on the ground, he really really wants to meet Zhehan but to think that he is a twenty-year-old man... ging after an eight years old child it's disgusting he has to wait, he needs to wait.

"OH, GODDESS!" Simon suddenly yelled and that scared Nancy and the other servants.

"What are you disturbing goddess for?" Yibo asked and Simon finally ran to him with excitement he felt energetic.

He jumped on his father who picked him up, "Is your meeting done, father?"

"Yes."

Simon smiled and said nothing, as Yibo walked forward, Simon took a deep breath and focused, and after some time he can finally read Yibo's thoughts.

Simon can hear everything that was discussed in the meeting and to say that he was delighted would be an understatement.

 But his thoughts were interrupted when Simon suddenly coughed and Yibo looked at him horrified, "Oh god." He quickly ut Simon on the floor and wiped blood coming from the nose and mouth.

"Why are you suddenly coughing blood again? I have to talk to Cheng."

"No dad actually it was because I was trying some things from the book from the temple... but I am too weak so this is the side effect."

Yibo sighed, "Simon no need to try anything until and unless you are old enough."

"Yes father!" of course not.

But Simon was happy, after all his father and everyone capable in the kingdom is finally doing something.

If the nobility is Annihilated then things will become  less difficult for him years later.