After punishing the old bastard, I left the Prince of Wales' mansion and headed home. I heard that the old bastard and Lilyce came on horseback, so I quickly tied his hands behind the pillar in front of the mansion and went to the stable to take the old bastard's horse, letting him walk back on his own. However, when I arrived at the stable... an awkward situation occurred. It turned out that Lilyce not only took her own horse, but also took the old bastard's horse back home. This girl... is she really that heartless? She didn't even leave me one horse, how ridiculous. Suddenly, I felt that what I said earlier wasn't too excessive. This little witch has such a bad temper... it's all because of that damn old bastard who indulged her since she was young, allowing her to develop such a domineering personality... Thinking about it, this old man is really deeply sinful... How can a scum like him, with such a despicable character and insatiable lust, deceive both my mother and stepmother, who are beautiful like flowers and jade? It's completely unfair! Actually, it seems that it's not just my mother and stepmother... when the old bastard was a revolutionary, it seems that he had many mistresses. Didn't he tell me a story about the "Harem Colonel" before? In fact, I have always suspected that the story was about himself... because there have been cases in the past where people who claimed to be the old bastard's illegitimate children came to seek help from me. The result was that before they even entered the house, the man who claimed to be the old bastard's illegitimate child was shot dead by an assassin hiding somewhere... I remember that because of this, the old bastard was depressed for a long time. During that period, he was as introspective as a plaster-made thinker. But not long after, this old bastard returned to his "normal" state. Not only that, but his perverted tendencies also deepened... It was at that time that he awakened his liking for cross-dressing. First, he dressed himself up, and then he forced me to dress up... "Atu, don't you want to be mommy's good daughter?" I still vividly remember the disgusting look on the old bastard's face at that time. But speaking objectively... I still have to admit that the old bastard didn't look bad after shaving his beard and wearing a wig... With a light makeup and wearing my stepmother's clothes, he transformed from a lewd uncle into a glamorous mature woman... At that time, a messenger from the capital mistook the old bastard for my stepmother and couldn't take his eyes off him. After discovering this, that shameless bastard shamelessly posed in front of the messenger, causing the messenger to almost have a nosebleed. He thought he had unexpected luck and gained the favor of a married woman. However, just a few minutes later, the old bastard mercilessly shattered his fantasy. When the messenger bid farewell, the old bastard took off his clothes and pulled off his wig. Half-naked, he smirked at him and said, "Didn't expect that, did you fool? I'm a man! Hahaha... Look at you, getting aroused by a man... Hahaha, I can't stop laughing..." Then, he generously took off a stocking from his leg and threw it to the messenger whose worldview was shattered, waving his hand saying, "Here, take it and enjoy yourself." Later, it seemed that this incident greatly impacted the messenger's soul. It is said that the messenger resigned from his position as soon as he returned to the capital and joined the philosopher Billy Harrington, switching careers to become a professional wrestler, indulging in the world of muscular brothers and unable to extricate himself. After hearing about the messenger's tragic fate, the old bastard even wanted to dress up as a woman and go to the capital to visit (trick) the messenger. If it weren't for me reporting to my stepmother that he stole her stockings and casually tore them apart... who knows how many troubles this old dog would have caused. I really wonder what's inside this bastard's mind... He acts as if he would die if he doesn't cause trouble every day. "You little brat! Are you trying to murder your own father?""At that moment, the old bastard came shouting into the stable. He stood about ten meters away from me, with seven parts fear and three parts pretentiousness, cursing in a ridiculous manner. Seeing his foolish expression, I helplessly shook my head and said, 'Come on, I promise I won't hit you.' 'Really?' The old bastard took a hesitant step forward. 'Hmm, I'll spare your life, don't worry.' 'You think so?' He suspiciously took a few steps back. 'Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore.' I waved my hand disinterestedly and said, 'Come and have a look. Your precious daughter has taken your horse away.' 'What?' Upon hearing the word 'horse', the old scoundrel hurriedly ran over. Looking at the empty stable, he was greatly distraught and said, 'No... this can't be... my daughter is so lovely. How could she just leave her father like this? And leave me alone with that ungrateful brother of hers. Sob sob sob...' 'Calm down, at least your precious daughter didn't scissor-kick you in the head,' I sympathetically patted the old bastard's shoulder. 'You should know, just now, Lilyce not only wanted to kick my head, but also tried to drown me in the bathtub.' 'Shut up! You shameless thief!' The old scoundrel shouted at me with tears streaming down his face. 'Being trapped in my daughter's smooth legs... playing suffocation games in the water... how envious that is!' He sighed with sorrow, 'Clearly living a life of luxury, yet you, you little brat dare to complain!' Saying this, he made a move to attack me. 'Old bastard, it seems you don't understand the value of life!' I easily subdued the old bastard again and twisted his arm behind his back. 'Ouch ouch ouch ouch! My dear son, be gentle!' Sigh, this old bastard... he truly is beyond repair. Thinking of this, I helplessly shook my head."