Your Foolish Brother (Third Update, Please Subscribe!)

"Enough!"

Emilia instantly appeared in front of David, looking displeased at Lake, who was striding over with his upper body bare. "Do you really want to beat him to death?"

Lake’s expression was blank. His gaze swept past Emilia and landed on David, who was bleeding from all seven orifices behind her. "If necessary, I will!"

Even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs?

That saying meant nothing to Lake.

Especially with such foolish indulgence. Lake felt it was a disgrace to his bloodline!

"Get out of the way."

"Enough."

"Hmph!"

Lake looked at Emilia. "These are your last few days. I don’t want to argue with you. If you dare to block me this time, next time, I’ll kill him!"

A promise was a promise for Lake.

He had said that if this rebellious son couldn’t defeat him, he would break his limbs and make him reflect properly.

Especially since this rebellious son dared to attack him first?

How bold.

He would fulfill that.

Lake wouldn’t bow to a woman, and he certainly wouldn’t bow to his son.

Sons? He could have as many as he wanted. Having too few would be a sign of infertility.

Lake bent forward directly, his right hand like a flying dragon’s claw, reaching straight for David, whose expression no longer held defiance or disdain, replaced only by pure terror.

Ancient Martial—Dragon Claw Hand!

Mastered.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar suddenly echoed out. Emilia felt a brilliant dragon claw flash before her eyes, followed by a scream from David behind her.

As the dragon claw swept past, Emilia felt as if the blood within her was about to ignite.

He had become stronger again!

"Ah!"

"Mom, save me!"

"Save?"

"Let’s see who dares!"

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

Lake sneered coldly, then stomped down twice in mid-air, kicking David’s knees. The sound of two knees shattering rang out. After screaming twice, David fell to the ground.

Both his legs were deformed.

Lake’s expression remained blank. "Lock him in solitary confinement. Anyone who dares to visit him, I’ll destroy them."

Two vampire maids appeared from not far away, their faces pale with fear. They each took an arm and dragged the screaming David, taking him to the castle’s underground solitary confinement.

Soon.

After David was pulled away by the maids, Emilia spoke, looking at Lake with a blank expression. "Are you satisfied now?"

Lake looked at Emilia with a blank expression.

Satisfied?

It wasn’t that simple.

Emilia let out a choked laugh. "Aren’t you afraid he’ll hate you and stop respecting you?"

"Respect?"

"Heh."

Lake turned and walked towards the main hall, a cold smile on his lips. "I’m not here to be respected by him, but to be feared by him."

Emilia: "…"

Why would he need the respect of a disobedient son who ignored his words?

Lake’s actions were based on the person, not the deed, but the biggest prerequisite for this was that the person wouldn’t anger Lake.

Take his eldest daughter, Katherine, for example.

If Katherine were to drink blood, Lake wouldn’t be angry. In fact, he might even go to Africa to capture a group of young people and keep them as a blood bank for his daughter.

Because his daughter Katherine wouldn’t make him angry.

This unfilial son?

Lake was already being generous by giving him one chance. When had Lake ever given anyone else a chance if they offended him?

And he was an unfilial son who was incredibly stupid?

"Speaking of which…"

Lake put his shirt back on and looked at Emilia, who had followed him in, with some confusion. "Can we process a return and get a different daughter for me?"

He preferred daughters more.

At the very least.

If he told Katherine something once, she would understand that it couldn’t be done and never went against him.

Emilia shook her head, speechless. "Don’t you think you have a problem too?"

Lake tilted his head. "Me? What problem do I have?"

Emilia shook her head, walked over, pushed Lake’s hands away, and started tying his tie. "I have no objections to your methods of education, but you didn’t have to lay hands on him first."

"Educate? The moment you left, that unfilial son said he was tired and wanted to go to sleep. How was I supposed to educate him? Hang him up?"

"It’s not that it wouldn’t work, but at least it would be better than what you did."

"Hanging him up to beat him would hurt his self-esteem."

"…"

Emilia patted Lake’s tie knot and then frowned at him. "You think breaking both his legs doesn’t hurt his self-esteem?"

Lake said, "Broken legs heal in three days. Hanging him up would leave psychological trauma."

Breaking his legs was called family discipline.

Hanging him up to beat him was called psychological abuse.

Emilia looked at Lake as if she had witnessed a miracle, gazing at him thoughtfully. "If I told you that your daughter went to the basement to see her brother, would you kill her?"

Lake: "…"

In the basement’s confinement room.

Calling it a confinement room was inaccurate; it was more like a bedroom built underground. This was because when the two little ones were four or five years old, they loved playing here, so Emilia had it redecorated.

So…

Instead of saying David was locked in the confinement room, it was more accurate to say he was confined to his bedroom in the basement.

Confined to the point of having his legs broken.

When Betty was younger and made a mistake, she would also be ordered to stay in her room.

At this moment.

David had stopped howling. The pain from his broken legs was only momentary; it passed after the initial shock. Now, the healing function had kicked in, feeling like countless ants crawling over the area.

Katherine walked to the outside of the locked iron bars of the basement bedroom, looking back repeatedly. She looked at David, who was confined inside, and made a "tsk tsk" sound to get the attention of David, who was leaning against the bed, lost in thought. She then said, "I told you earlier, Daddy was coming back today, don’t go near Craven. You didn’t listen, and now you’re suffering the consequences."

David’s face was filled with confusion. "He’s just a normal person."

Katherine pouted. "I told you you’re stupid, and you still don’t believe me. When did Daddy ever say he was a normal person? At best, you can tell from Mom’s attitude and the respect those female attendants in the castle show Daddy."

Foolish brother.

Katherine said this, shaking her head intently. "When I went out with Mom, I kept giving you signals. But you, you thought we were trying to persuade you not to attack Daddy?"

David frowned. "Weren’t you?"

Katherine opened her mouth, fell silent for a moment, and then sighed. "In short, you deserve this. Even if other vampires believe Daddy is a kept man, none of them dare to say it to his face."

"I didn’t say it."

"You didn’t say it, you just did it."

"…"

Katherine was utterly speechless at her foolish brother. "Last year, when Craven came, Daddy, knowing you were close to Craven, slapped Craven five times right in front of us. You forgot? Even then, Craven didn’t dare to bare his teeth at Daddy. You probably thought Craven was just wary of Mom."

David opened his mouth. "Wasn’t he?"

Katherine couldn’t help but pat her forehead. "And now, do you still think our Daddy is living off others? Also, do you know why Daddy beat you like this?"

David snorted. "He just caught me off guard."

Katherine opened her mouth.

Just then.

Lake walked down the stairs into the basement with a blank expression. "Is that so? Are you saying I didn’t fight fair? When your legs are healed in three days, I’ll let you use your hands."

Katherine, startled, jumped up like a little rabbit, turned around, and revealed a sweet smile, hugging Lake’s arm. "Daddy, I came to tell my brother why he got beaten, not to visit him."

Lake looked down at his eldest daughter’s smile and chuckled. "Is that so?"

Katherine nodded like a pecking chicken. "Mhm, you said that when you encounter an enemy, you should flip their car first, leaving them with no possibility of counterattack, and then talk about other things. You didn’t tell my brother, so I came to help you do it."

Lake smiled and watched his proudest, most intelligent eldest daughter without saying a word.

Look at this.

This is what you call the life of the party.

This is a true life of the party. The one locked inside? Heh, she’s just an optional freebie that came with the purchase of the eldest daughter, and an expired one at that.

Lake thought to himself, then turned and said, "So, let’s say, we agreed you’d go up directly. I said, whoever, even if it’s anyone, gives him a drop of water, I’ll destroy them. You’re not among them, but if you dare to give it, you’ll also be confined to your room for two months."

Katherine stuck out her tongue at Lake’s retreating back.

So mischievous.

Going upstairs.

Emilia stood with her arms crossed, smiling as she watched Lake emerge from the bunker. "So, I can’t go in to see my son, but my daughter can?"

Although Emilia had sensed that Lake favored his daughter over his son ever since the two children were born, this double standard was still a bit much.

Famous double standard, huh?

Lake’s lips curved upwards. "If you knew how to please me, I wouldn’t mind you going down there, but there will still be necessary punishment."

Emilia shook her head and turned towards the stairs. "Alright, come on up. There are only a few days left, don’t waste time."

Lake: "…"

In the bunker.

After Lake left, Katherine turned back to David, who was confined in the isolation room, and spread her hands. "See? Daddy is very reasonable."

David scoffed. "He’s always liked you."

Katherine nodded. "That’s because I’m Daddy’s little sunshine. And I never do things Daddy doesn’t want me to do. So, do you actually know why you were beaten?"

David snorted. "Isn’t it because I was with Craven and drinking human blood?"

Katherine nodded, then shook her head. "You’re partly right, but also wrong. If I were drinking blood, I guarantee Daddy wouldn’t have beaten me. He wouldn’t even say a word. You were beaten because you’re stupid."

David’s brow twitched. He looked at Katherine through the iron bars. "You were born just fifty seconds before me, don’t keep saying I’m stupid. How am I stupid?"

Katherine rolled her eyes.

"Before today, didn’t you always think Daddy was an ordinary person, a kept man like other female vampires’ boyfriends?"

"…"

"You were beaten, not because you drank blood or were close to Craven, but because you’re stupid. You were so stupid you were brainwashed and used as a pawn. And you still say you’re not stupid. If Mom hadn’t said I couldn’t hit you, with your level of foolishness, even I would want to beat you, just so people wouldn’t think that I, Katherine, am also stupid just because you, David, are."

"…"

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