Chapter 18: The Imperial Edict Arrived, and He Took His Grandson to Court

Benedict Weedy chuckled. "As for the fecal soup, I know a little about that too. It wasn't our Dylan Weedy." "Then who was it? Given the ties between the Luet and Weedy families, if it was Dylan Weedy, I'd let him off with a couple of curses. But if it was someone else, I'll skin him alive. If I can't beat him, I'll send my daughter Rosalind home to do it!" "It was Timothy Helwick, the nominal disciple of my brother Everett's nominal disciple." "That's a pretty distant connection. I'll go skin...