She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 487 - 486: At this moment, he is a mad dog.

The inner hall was raucous with merriment.

Outside was equally lively, with more than a few who had taken to reciting poetry boisterously as the wine took hold.

Yet one man, clad in a dark robe, sat alone in a corner, downing one cup of wine after another.

It was Hao Ren.

Just now, he had seen the Grand Tutor Qin.

The elderly man with hoary hair had entered his seventies but still emanated a vigorous spirit. Surrounded by his children and grandchildren, with monarchs from two countries personally attending to congratulate him on his longevity, he had all that everyone could aspire for in a lifetime.

Qin Jun had achieved it.

In the crowd, he stared straight at the old man, successfully catching his gaze.

But Qin Jun merely glanced at him lightly and immediately averted his gaze.

Hao Ren had even shaved his beard specially before going out today, now looking almost exactly as his father had in his youth.

Yet it was as if Qin Jun hadn’t recognized him at all.

Just one look, and he looked away.

His heart instantly sank to the bottom of the sea.

Was it that there were too many people around to acknowledge each other, or had Qin Jun truly forgotten his father?

Hao Ren had no way of knowing.

But he knew that today was Qin Jun’s eightieth birthday, and he might never have another chance to meet him again.

With that thought, he suddenly stood up, and under the astonished gazes of those at his table, he smashed the wine bottle he was holding onto the ground.

There was a moment of silence, and soon everyone dismissed him as a drunken lunatic having a fit.

Hao Ren pursed his lips, his hands gripping the table.

Just as he was about to exert force, a man beside him held down his hand, "Breaking a wine bottle is no big deal, but if you flip this table, you might end up spending the night in Dali Temple."

"So what if I do?" Hao Ren’s eyes were clear, showing not a hint of drunkenness.

He had come all the way from Luzhou County to the Capital City, not forgetting his mission.

While waiting for the Grand Tutor’s eightieth birthday, he had continuously investigated the case of the missing girls, and had indeed found one girl from Luzhou County, now a deaf and mute kitchen maid in the Qin Residence.

After a long time gesturing, the kitchen maid finally recognized him, and tears welled up in her eyes on the spot. But when he suggested taking her home, she immediately shook her head in refusal.

Fear filled her eyes.

What was she afraid of?

Hao Ren hadn’t understood before, but now he did.

The kitchen maid, and countless parents of missing girls, feared this powerful noble.

Eightieth birthday celebration...

Heh, how many families were torn apart, living a life of constant despair as they searched for their lost kin?

Yet here in this courtyard, nearly overflowing with birthday gifts, this powerful group celebrated Qin Jun’s longevity. How ironic!

"Celebrate your mother’s birthday!" Hao Ren suddenly flipped the table.

He began smashing everything he could see in sight, his eyes bloodshot with anger. As people approached to restrain him, he threw punches at them.

Whoever came close received a punch!

"I didn’t touch you, though!" the man at the same table who had tried to calm him earlier said.

Hao Ren sneered and threw a punch directly, "Today, I don’t like the look of you, so what if I hit you!"

By now, most of the guests were sober.

No one could have imagined that with both kings present, someone would dare cause such a scandal.

This man looked very unfamiliar.

"You little bastard, tired of living, aren’t you? Daring to make trouble at Old Qin’s birthday celebration!" someone threatened, pointing at Hao Ren.

"I’m just sick of living, I’m just so damn tired of it, have Qin Jun come out and kill me!" he yelled loudly.

"Men, while it’s still calm inside, hurry up and grab him!" Zhang Quanzhong, called over by the servants, immediately summoned people to capture Hao Ren.

Hao Ren, having some skills in fist and foot fighting and having drunk alcohol, struck with severe blows. Before long, the group of servants bore scars on their bodies and faces, looking extremely pitiful.

Zhang Quanzhong, being of an advanced age, dared not approach personally, "Have you gone mad, Hao Ren!"

"Do I look mad to you, Uncle Zhang?" Hao Ren laughed heartily, "I’m not mad, I’m very lucid, lucid as never before, everyone else may be drunk, but I alone am awake!"

"When someone is in pain, others are laughing; when some families are torn apart, others enjoy familial bliss; when some till death do not see their long-lost daughters, others are blessed with a house full of children receiving everyone’s blessings. Tell me, is this world fair?"

Hao Ren’s eyes were wild as he tilted his head back to drink another mouthful of alcohol, then smashed the wine jug heavily on the ground.

"It’s unfair! How can this be fair, right?! This is just utterly unfair!"

Zhang Quanzhong was terrified that Hao Ren would continue his rant and blurt out something forbidden.

"What are you all standing around for, get him out of here. If you disturb the Crown Prince and the King of the Chu Kingdom, you’ll suffer the consequences!"

The crowd, bewildered by Hao Ren’s words, suddenly snapped back to reality upon hearing Zhang Quanzhong’s shout and hurriedly moved forward to capture Hao Ren.

Was Hao Ren, who had gone insane, still a good person?

No.

At that moment, he was a mad dog.

Whoever came forward to pull him away, he would slap, and once his slaps grew painful, he switched back to using his fists.

They were all scholars around the table, adept in composing poetry and matching rhymes, but physically weak.

Who, like Hao Ren, was proficient in both literary and martial arts?

Scholars looked down on those who wielded weapons; they did not bother to sit at the same table with such rough folks.

Those military officers despised this group of sour poets even more. Having a scholar at the table was more unpleasant to them than swallowing a fly.

Thus, both groups stayed far apart; when disturbance broke out here, the military officers on the other side started their rounds of heavy drinking and arm-wrestling, indifferent to the life and death happening here.

So Hao Ren indeed caused quite a stir for a while.

Having no other choice, Zhang Quanzhong had to call the Imperial Secret Police.

With the help of the Imperial Secret Police, they finally subdued Hao Ren.

Ding Dang stood in front of Zhang Quanzhong, looking at a hall of guests with bruised noses and faces, "Did he beat all these people?"

Zhang Quanzhong nodded with indescribable difficulty.

"This man got drunk and went berserk—no one could stop him."

Hao Ren, with a gag in his mouth, knelt on the ground.

The piece of cloth in his mouth looked as if it had been torn right from Zhang Quanzhong’s clothing.

"Your Highness, I will immediately take this man away, please don’t let him disturb the distinguished guests inside."

Ding Dang hesitated.

"Hold on, let me ask him what on earth made him stir up such a scene."

Just as Ding Dang was about to step forward, Zhang Quanzhong blocked his way, "Please do not trouble yourself, Your Highness. The guests have had much to drink by the third round and need your care right now."

The kneeling Hao Ren squirmed on the ground like a caterpillar, making muffled noises.

Ding Dang initially wanted to leave, but he stopped because of the noise.

"This man entered with me today, upholding self-restraint and propriety, not at all the despicable person you describe."

Self-restraint and propriety?

"Is the person Your Highness speaks of truly him?" Did you consider these words thoroughly, heart and mind?

Having been beaten by Hao Ren, the crowd was baffled as Ding Dang still spoke of his discipline.

It was utterly absurd!

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