"Hiss, hiss..."

This pale yellow snake, about ten centimeters long, gazed at Li Lin with its round, beady eyes, flicking its tongue in and out. It then continued to coil around Li Lin's arm, seemingly falling asleep.

Li Lin carefully examined the pale yellow snake. Its body was covered with densely packed scales, shining with a smooth sheen. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that this snake seemed different from ordinary ones; it wasn't entirely a common snake.

"Beast Brother, you saved my life. I suppose I should take care of this little snake for you. I owe you a favor and will take good care of it," Li Lin said. If it hadn't been for the bat-like beast that gave him two demonic pills at the cliff base, he might have frozen to death in the pond.

After delivering his changed clothes to his mother, Li Lin returned to his room. As the young master of the Li family, the only thing that set him apart from the servants was that he and his mother lived alone in this rundown small courtyard, rather than sharing a room with three or four servants.

He slept soundly through the night, not having slept for several days. That night, he slept deeply, even dreaming of several beauties, almost causing a nosebleed.

"Master Lin, wake up, Master Lin."

Li Lin was sleeping soundly when he heard a voice calling him.

"Li XiaoBai, I'm dreaming," Li Lin recognized the voice as Li XiaoBai, a servant of the Li family who had the best relationship with him.

Opening his eyes, Li Lin saw a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy standing before him, dressed as a servant. His attire was not much different from Li XiaoBai's. The boy had a somewhat cunning look; to describe him positively, he was shrewd.

"Master Lin, where have you been these past few days? Are you alright?" Li XiaoBai looked at Li Lin, eyeing him carefully and whispering, "I heard that Steward Zhao and others beat you up, then you disappeared. Did something happen? They didn’t hurt you, did they?"

Li Lin could tell that Li XiaoBai genuinely cared for him and replied, "I’m fine. I'll deal with them later."

"Master Lin, you must be delirious. You’re okay, that’s good, but don’t think about confronting them. Are you seeking death?" Li XiaoBai said with concern.

"Master..." Li Lin suddenly remembered that in his previous life, some places had the profession of 'young master' and quickly said to Li XiaoBai, "Stop, don’t call me 'master' anymore."

"If I don't call you 'master,' then what should I call you? In the entire Li family, only I and Uncle Jiang call you 'master.' Have you grown too proud? Come on, eat. I brought you breakfast," Li XiaoBai glanced at Li Lin and then handed him a fried dough cake.

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"Don't call me 'master,' call me 'young master'," Li Lin said, feeling touched by Li XiaoBai's concern. It seemed the previous Li Lin had such a brother, which was quite good.

"Young master it is then. Eat up, we have to move some goods. Otherwise, Steward Zhao will definitely give us trouble," Li XiaoBai told Li Lin.

"What goods are we moving?" Li Lin asked, puzzled.

Li XiaoBai glanced at Li Lin and said, "Do you think you're a real young master who doesn't have to work? Today, the shop received a lot of goods, and we need to move them to the warehouse."

"I was never really a young master," Li Lin said, realizing how hard his life as a 'young master' had been.

"Yes, young master, let’s go," Li XiaoBai told Li Lin.

Leaving the courtyard, the two headed towards the back door of the Li family residence, where the Li family's business goods were stored.

Not seeing his mother in the courtyard, Li Lin knew she must have gone to the laundry room in the backyard. Despite being the mother of a young master, his mother had no official status and continued to do the same tasks as a maid, suffering even more due to bullying.

Li Lin knew he couldn’t change anything yet, but he clenched his teeth, vowing in his heart to change everything as soon as possible. To do that, he must become a warrior or a spirit practitioner.

According to the Li family's rules, even a servant who officially becomes a Martial Disciple could immediately improve their status. Spirit practitioners were extremely rare; the Li family had only two or three, each treasured like a gem.

"Quick, there's Steward Zhao," Li XiaoBai suddenly said as they crossed several corridors. Near the back door, three figures stood – two dressed as servants, one as a steward.

Li Lin observed the trio, remembering they were the ones who accidentally killed the original Li Lin and then secretly threw him off the cliff. Normally, they bullied him, but they wouldn't dare kill him, as he still had the Li family's blood.

These three, two high-ranking servants and Steward Zhao, were brought from the first wife's family. They had sinister eyes and were always against Li Lin and his mother.

Li Lin glanced at them coldly, thinking that he must get rid of these three, a significant threat to him. They had frequently bullied him and his mother.

However, the two high-ranking servants were Martial Disciples, and Steward Zhao was a Martial Warrior, against whom ten ordinary men wouldn't stand a chance. Removing these three would be difficult.

Li XiaoBai hurried Li Lin out the back, where over a thousand bags of goods were piled up, each looking quite heavy.

Seeing Li Lin, Steward Zhao and the two servants were shocked. They exchanged looks, their faces paling.

"Steward Zhao, how can this kid... He was clearly...," one of the three, a man in his thirties, whispered in surprise.

"Don't make a fuss; we might have been hasty and seen wrong. This kid has a strong life, surviving even after being thrown off a cliff. It's good he's not dead. The old master seems to be investigating these days, so let’s not bother this kid for now. Let him have a few days of comfort," Steward Zhao whispered to the others.

"Hey, why didn't Steward Zhao give us trouble today?" Li XiaoBai remarked as he picked up a bag, seeming puzzled. Usually, Steward Zhao always looked for opportunities to trouble them.

At this moment, next to the pile of goods, there were already dozens of servants carrying them together. When these servants saw Li Lin, they glanced at him briefly but didn't pay much attention or bother with him. It was as if they treated Li Lin as if he were invisible. Nobody wanted to deal with Li Lin, for paying attention to him could lead to being ostracized by Steward Zhao.

"It's our luck," Li Lin said, thinking that the three must have been frightened by his apparent resurrection.