As soon as Gerald entered the backyard, he immediately heard someone yell, “F*cking hell! How much longer do you need to brew the medicine for Master, Chuck?!”

Raising a slight brow, Gerald was soon greeted by the sight of a butler mercilessly whipping the man who went by Chuck.

“I-it’s almost done, Mr. Shyu…!” whimpered Chuck as he bowed fearfully.

“Make it snappy! Worthless bum…!” growled Mr. Shyu who fiddled around with a hair protruding out of a mole—at the corner of his face—before leaving with a huff.

Now alone again, Chuck quickly continued brewing the medicine… However, it wasn’t long after when he sensed someone standing behind him! Looking back, he was shocked to see a young man—who had his hands against his back—standing right behind him!

“W-who are you…? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here…” muttered the surprised Chuck.

“Who am I? Why don’t you take a closer look at my face?” replied Gerald with a smirk. After saying that, Gerald’s face began to shift…