Son Of The Mafia Family

07 - Get Out

"Are you hurt, young master?" 

Leon shook his head. "No, what just happened? Didn't you say that my presence here is a secret? So why was there suddenly an intruder trying to kill me?"

At the moment, Leon is someone transparent and unknown to anyone. Besides, his presence was not announced. No one knows about him except those inside this mansion.

"What does it mean if my presence has been exposed?" "Don't worry too much, young master."

Not worried? My life almost ended just now.

Randoff moves quickly. Even though Leon says he's fine, a doctor is brought in to thoroughly examine Leon's condition.

The doctor bows. "Don't worry, young master. You are fine."

As I mentioned before.

"That's expected from Mr. Yan's son. Your reflexes are extraordinary. The person who just hurt you is quite professional, but you handled it well."

I retrieve my clothes from beside the bed and put them on when the examination is finished.

The doctor taking care of him is an old woman with gray hair. Her warm gaze is directed at Leon.

"Ah, I didn't fight him; I just stopped him."

"Whatever it is, you're not injured at all. Thank you."

It's a bit strange when the female doctor thanks him for his health. But it's probably just the satisfaction of the doctors.

Leon's eyes move to the door as it opens. Someone comes in and whispers to Randoff, then leaves.

"Mrs. Clark, thank you for coming in the middle of the night like this."

Mrs. Clark packs her tools into a small bag. She then stands up.

"Of course, it's not a problem. It's my job."

The old woman's eyes then turn back to Leon still in the room. "Well then, young master. I'll take my leave."

Leon nods. "Yes, sorry for all this, Mrs. Clark."

"You're welcome. And just call me Clark, young master."

Randoff speaks when Clark has left the room.

"Young master, I have obtained information about the intruder."

Leon adjusts his sitting position. "Continue."

Randoff provides information about the man and who he really is.

The intruder has been working since a year ago, coinciding with Mr. Yan's departure for his business. There is a possibility that he was ordered to find out about Yan's whereabouts and other information that could lead enemies to find him. Because Yan Dragon's position is still a secret, even from his own employees.

After interrogating him, the intruder said to destroy suspicious things that could worsen the condition of the one who paid him to work.

Usually, the intruder is always calm because nothing interesting happens in this remote place. But when Leon came here, he started trying various ways to contact his boss.

This residence is a place that forbids its subordinates to go out without a clear reason.

Therefore, it is likely that the intruder deliberately went to report tonight while escaping. But he felt the need to check on me first because tonight I was attacked.

Leon looks at the necklace in his hand.

"I just wanted to live quietly."

Well, but since I was young, I have never lived in peace. Especially after my mother left this world.

"First humiliated by everyone. And now my misfortune increases because someone wants to kill me."

Leon laughs out loud. "This is funny."

My life is too laughable to live in right now.

"Fuck my life."

Even after I am free from this place later... There are still people who want to target me because I have the blood of that guy.

Although the man promised to let me go. But I'm sure people who don't like him will surely make me their soft target.

This place is so annoying. But Leon knows that society's life is not much different.

The powerful will continue to despise the lower class, and those who live in misery often bite each other to survive.

Once again, Leon remembers the events of the past. When his mother was on the verge of death. No one wanted to help her, and all the hospitals always refused her because Leon didn't have a penny.

Moreover, some neighbors who always asked for help and should owe money to his mother conveniently turned a blind eye and pretended to forget about the money they borrowed.

"Young master, are you listening?"

Leon raises his gaze. Right now, he is in the middle of a lesson with Gera.

They have been studying endless etiquette since a week ago. As usual, Gera gives him very easy questions that even a child can understand.

"I'm listening," Leon calmly replies.

Gera adjusts his glasses. "Young master, I know last night was traumatic for you. That's why we need to return to learning and finish all this quickly. Anyway, you just entered this place for the first time and need special understanding to socialize well."

Leon's teeth grinded.

How can he say that when he could have died last night? Maybe this is normal for them, but I...

"Do I look like a funny to you?"

Leon closes his book and leans back in his chair.

"Gera," Leon calls.

Leon's eyes stare straight at his teacher. His brown pupils seem more serious than usual.

"Do I seem so worrisome to you?"

The man falls silent. Then he replies slowly.

"... Certainly not, sir."

"Do I seem so bad  that you keep explaining etiquette issues to me until now?"

"You are my smartest student. You catch on very quickly, even for those who have never practiced since childhood."

Leon then closes his eyes. "RANDOFF."

Quickly, someone enters the study room. Randoff immediately stands by Leon's side.

"You called me, sir?"

Leon nods. He then looks back at Gera, who is still smiling at him.

Pointing to the bespectacled man, Leon speaks.

"Change my teacher; he is not worthy of teaching me at all."

This statement makes Gera widen his eyes in surprise.

"What do you mean by firing me, Sir Leon?!"

Ignoring Gera, Randoff chooses to respond to Leon's statement. "Alright, sir."

"W-wait a minute..." Gera looks confused. He then stares at his master. "Sir, is there something wrong with my teaching method? I am very confident that I have provided the easiest material that you can do. I am also very sure that I have trained you to uphold the name of Mr. Yan well. Is my lesson too difficult, or do you not like me?"

I just looked at him with an uninterested gaze.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Dont. Make. Me. Repeat. My Self"

Leon then moves away from the place. "Sir?!"

"You can't just dismiss me like this," he says as he chases after Leon from behind.

"SIR LEON."

Leon's steps stop, making Gera relieved, thinking he has succeeded in persuading his young master. But the expression shown by Leon is like that.

It's not the usual clueless expression of his master. It seems cold, and for some reason, Gera is afraid to look into those eyes, so he shifts his gaze elsewhere.

"Gera. Who am I?" His voice is firm.

Gera opens his mouth. "You? Of course, you are Sir Leon."

"I asked who I am here, not asking about my name."

Sir Leon is the eldest son of Mr. Yan Dragon.

Leon raises his eyebrows. "Is that all? Just being a son?"

Leon

adds, "Do you know that I am responsible for this place when Mr. Yan is not around?"

"Of course, I know. You are an important figure in this mansion. You are a respected figure in this mansion."

"Yes, and the respected person you just mentioned is always insulted by a teacher who claims to be the best at teaching. In your eyes, I'm probably still equal to a lucky poor person who managed to get into this respectable place.

You would think, 'look at this creature, just because he's the son of a great man, he thinks he has the right to do whatever he wants.' Is that what I said?"

Gera stammers. "N-no, certainly not, sir!"

"Has he insulted you, sir?" Randoff looks angry after hearing that.

"No, I didn't say that."

Do I need to say one by one the meaning of each of your words to me right now?

"T-that... you misunderstood."

"Misunderstood?"

Gera bows in confusion; he then nods, making Leon laugh softly.

Does this man think Leon is foolish?

"I'm sure it was Mr. Yan Dragon who ordered you to teach me. I don't know how disappointed and angry he would be if he knew his only son was treated disrespectfully by the teacher trusted to teach his son to adapt well.

Pray you are forgiven just by apologizing. You know us, right? If I want you to die by tomorrow morning... I'm sure that won't be a problem.”