Bang! Crash! The sound of shattering glass and heavy objects being smashed came from the study, causing the servants and the steward kneeling outside to tremble fearfully, not daring to make a sound. Ever since returning from the meeting, Leman had been grim-faced and terrifying, and started breaking things shortly after entering the study. His wife had tried to say a few words but ran out in tears, covering her reddened, swollen cheek.
"Where is everyone! A bunch of useless fools, where are they!" Leman's roar came from the study.
The steward hurriedly gathered his courage to push open the door and rushed inside, looking at the wreckage strewn about the study, he stammered nervously, "M- M- Master, what are your orders?"
"How long have they been gone?" Leman walked to the liquor cabinet, picked out a bottle, bit off the cork, poured himself a drink, and yelled sternly.
"Who?" The steward couldn't respond for a moment and countered.
