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After Ye Zhiyuan ended the call, he bowed his head and braced both hands on his desk. His right hand clenched into a fist against the surface.
He seemed very tired.
Finally, he let out a soft exhale and straightened, contacting his deputy.
“Pay another visit to the Clintons on my behalf. Just ask them if what I mentioned before could be renegotiated…nevermind. That won’t be necessary.”
Ye Zhiyuan suddenly changed his mind.
“I’ll pay them a personal visit.”
The Clinton family’s estate was located in one of the prime locations of the Empire. It was practically away from any other facilities and surrounded by woodlands.
The butler received Ye Zhiyuan attentively. His tone was polite but firm.
Ye Zhiyuan cut straight to the point, “I would like to meet with Mr. Clinton Senior.”
The butler carrying the tray away remained polite, “I’m truly sorry, but Mr. Clinton Sr. is out of town at the moment. What you are requesting is not something I have the authority to decide.”
Ye Zhiyuan suddenly changed the topic.
“My father once had a close personal relationship with Mr. Kevin of the Clinton family.”
The butler’s hand holding the tray jolted, causing the teacup to fall on its side. He quickly cleared the table.
Mr. Clinton Sr. was still the current head of the Clinton family. Kevin was one of his children, the eldest son to be exact. He was originally groomed as the Clinton heir and should have relieved his father long ago, but for some reason he refused the position. Now Kevin’s daughter was next in line.
“Yes, Mr. Kevin and your father were close friends. They used to go for strolls in the gardens from time to time back when they were spirited youngsters. I still remember your father. He was very fond of having tea with roast meat at the estate.”
The butler spoke quickly, changing the topic again and again.
Ye Zhiyuan kept listening in silence.
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The butler eventually stopped and sighed hopelessly.
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The fact that he still retained this disability with how advanced medical technology was today meant he had made his peace and consciously refused treatment.
Kevin adjusted his posture and sunk comfortably into the sofa. His attitude was casual but not condescending, treating Ye Zhiyuan a junior from his own family.
“I heard from the butler. You sought out your father then?”
“Yes.”
Kevin laughed loudly.
“That’s what I thought. Otherwise you wouldn’t just come over wielding your father’s name. That old geezer finally learned to lower his head as well.”
“I never planned on interfering in the matters of juniors like you again. Any family with a shred of sense wouldn’t want to be involved with the Ye family that once produced rebels.”
Kevin’s eyes sharpened. He held his cane as if it was a sword.
“But tell your father the Clintons are not one of them. If the Clintons were willing to bow our heads like them, my leg wouldn’t be like this today. A bunch of cowards, that’s what they are. Even the Grantz acknowledged the Ye family had atoned for its crimes.”
Almost all the families involved in that rebellion had been exiled. Only the Ye family merely had all its members serving in the military and government discharged. Even Ye Zhiyuan’s uncle, who was directly involved in the rebellion, was spared. Ye Zhiyuan himself was also allowed to enroll in a military academy without trouble later on.
Ye Zhiyuan was silent for a while. “This is not the same. Father told me that I must make it clear to you that my child, Ye Muo, is a remnant from that rebellion–”
Kevin waved his hand and cut him off.
He lightly said.
“I have no desire to learn of such things. Your father once greatly aided the Clintons, so I will have them return the favour. My word still means something around here. If the children of the Ye family can be sacrificed, then so can those from the Clinton family.”
In that rebellion, Ye Zhiyuan’s elder sister, then heir to the Ye family, single-handedly saved most of the clan by herself at the cost of forever being lost to the stars.
Ye Zhiyuan was able to successfully enroll in a military academy, enter the military and become a legion commander partially thanks to her. If the Ye family hadn’t produced rebels, Ye Zhiyuan’s sister could have been awarded the Grantz Medal.
Kevin Clinton stood up.
“Send that child over here some other time.”
……
Ye Yun waited in the room until Ye Muo’s treatment was finished. He covered Ye Muo, who just came out of the treatment pod, with a blanket and stuffed a glass of hot milk in his hand.
Ye Muo was wearing a thin white shirt. He was still very pale.
Ye Yun just held his hand. He had thought of all sorts of words he would have with Ye Muo once he woke up, but the pallor of his skin even after the treatment pod made Ye Yun swallow them all back. He spoke to Ye Muo as he led him back to the lounge where the students were staying.
“We’re on the way back right now. We’ll be home soon. The academy gave us two weeks off. I’ve already informed Ye He, Mom and Dad. They’re waiting for us at home.”
There were many students in the lounge. During the course of Ye Muo’s treatment, they had already reviewed what had happened recently countless times.
“Thank goodness His Majesty was holding a meeting nearby and sensed something was wrong. He ordered the fleet outside to come and rescue us.”
“By nearby you mean several planets away, right? That’s insane. I have to enter His Majesty’s imperial guard once I graduate.”
The student who answered sighed longingly. It was the dream of many children to enter the imperial guard.
Rat was here too. He was holding a dinner plate and munching on some bread. He cut in as he ate.
“Uh-huh. You make it sound so simple.”
Another person rolled their eyes.
“Come on. It’s not that easy to get into the imperial guard, which is under the personal command of His Majesty. Even the graduating President of each term isn’t guaranteed a spot. Ye Yun might be able to, though.”
Ye Yun happened to walk in at that moment. He huffed.
“Well I don’t want to go into the imperial guard. It’s nice and all, but I’d rather be a legion commander. Then I’ll appoint you as my deputy.”
He said, turning to Ye Muo.
The time Ye Muo spent in the treatment pod felt like a long sleep. He was a little groggy and reacted a beat slower with his glass of milk still in hand.
Ye Yun immediately glared at him.
“Don’t tell me you want to enter the imperial guard too? I won’t allow it.”
The imperial guard didn’t have it easy. They had to follow His Majesty onto countless battlefields. It was a position fraught with danger.
Cairns, who was leaning against the wall nearby, interjected.
“Relax. He can’t get in anyway.”
Ye Yun rolled up his sleeves and headed in his direction.
“Ah. Are you injured because you provoked the insects, Cairns?”
A group of people went up to stop Ye Yun, Rat being one of them. He still had a piece of bread clenched between his teeth as he stepped in.
“Wait, wait, wait! We all just made it out with our lives. We’re fellow survivors here! Don’t be so impulsive, Ye Yun. And it wouldn’t hurt you to say less sometimes, Cairns.”
Ye Muo also went over with his milk and tugged on Ye Yun’s clothes.
“Big Brother, I really wouldn’t be able to get in.”
“On what basis?!”
Author’s Corner
No need to rush me. I’ll work hard to finish up within five chapters and start the Military Academy League.
Or maybe I won’t be able to. Carrying the pot.jpg
Translator’s Corner
Ye Yun, like the little tsundere he is: (ﾒ` ﾛ ´)! Who dares to put down my little bro?! Only I’m allowed to do that!!
I’m 🥇 first.
My cub Ye Muo is awake! So cute ah! I’m living this family. Also the reason why he can’t (won’t) join the imperial guards is because he’d rather raise his children (plants).
Thanks for the chapter!
They’re all safe! Thankfully!
Thanks for the chapters <3
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
First Insect challenge cleared, ugh… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️😳
When does our cub meet his Bio Dad? 😬 (How many more chapters specifically?) I mean he is injured and needs comforting. – I can’t wait to read Bio Dad’s reaction to our cub having so many scars.
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Ye Muo can’t get in as His Majesty’s imperial guard because he is the future Prince! An emperor’s cub shall not be a guard, but a prince, after all!
So Ye Muo is a product of the ‘rebellion’ – they tried to take the Grantz bloodline for themselves? All the scars from the abuse was probably to awaken him (Ye Muo)?