The population density of the imperial capital wasn’t high. Surrounding the city on all sides were large forests divided only with marked lanes for hovercars.
The hovercar soon left the city limits. The surroundings grew quieter and quieter. Finally, the woodlands parted to reveal an estate.
The driver got out first and opened the door for Ye Muo.
“Your luggage has been delivered in advance to your room in the manor’s medical centre. This way, please.”
Another hovercar happened to drive directly into the courtyard at this moment, brushing by Ye Muo and the others. The Clinton family’s crest was on its trunk.
Ye Muo glanced back. The hovercar that came to pick him up lacked such a symbol.
The driver seemed to misunderstand. He took the initiative to explain to Ye Muo, “Apologies. That should be the little young master. The eldest miss and the second young master would both park at the entrance. Only the little young master would carelessly drive a hovercar into the courtyard.”
The little young master of the Clinton family– Augustus Clinton. Perhaps due to a mixture of being the youngest, his parents being unable to provide comfort during his development period due to being stranded in a remote galaxy, and his intolerance to the psychic power soothing agent, his family were especially indulgent with him.
Ye Muo was a little embarrassed.
“It’s fine. I just noticed that our car doesn’t have that symbol.”
The middle-aged driver might have a beer gut, but the measured way he conducted himself made people feel at ease. He had no intention of hiding anything from Ye Muo.
“That was deliberate. Master Kevin had instructed for you to be brought here in a low profile manner. We deliberately chose to depart at night and made several detours on the way here. An old habit of the Clinton family. I’m sure you understand.”
As they spoke, the driver led Ye Muo to a very secluded building before stopping.
“Here is the Clinton family’s medical centre where you will receive treatment. Your room is on the top floor. Not many people come here usually since it’s not exactly meant to receive visitors, but it will be convenient to receive treatment here.
The only people here are the maintenance staff and the resident butler. If you need anything, just speak to them directly.”
The driver waved to Ye Muo. “I hope you have a pleasant stay here.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Ye Muo hesitated for a few seconds at the front door before walking inside. Suddenly coming to an unfamiliar place made him a little uneasy.
Someone greeted him as soon as he approached and opened the door for him.
“Hello, Mr. Ye. I will take care of your living needs during your time at the Clinton manor. Your belongings have already been brought up to the room on the top floor. Please, follow me.”
He led Ye Muo inside.
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“On this side is the elevator. I have set up access to all floors in this building for you. Feel free to use the facilities here as you wish. I heard you are a student from the First Military Academy. Perhaps the training room on the third floor would be of interest to you. It is very well equipped. Our little young master is also a student there. He often comes over to use this training room.”
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The butler left after a few more reminders.
Ye Muo first took the nannybot out before setting the cactus that he took along last minute by the bed. The nannybot immediately started going around the living room.
Its usual slightly noisy voice made Ye Muo relax a little.
……
As soon as Augustus Clinton entered the living room, he bumped into Mr. Kevin, who was sitting on the couch flipping through a file. Father and son broke eye contact in unison within seconds.
The little young master had inherited the standard Clinton features, but the way he conducted himself was not Clinton-like at all. He had brilliant blond hair and blue eyes like a prince from some minor country, not a hooligan who was sent home from the academy for causing trouble every few days. Mind you, this was the First Military Academy, one of the few schools where fighting was not against the rules.
Kevin did not even raise his head. He asked out of experience, “Come here. What exactly did you do now? How long have you been suspended this time?”
His patience has been cranked up to 11 after all the times Augustus’ teachers hinted that this child might have an anger management problem and should be seen by a professional.
And he really did take the boy to one. After all, Augustus was intolerant to the psychic power soothing agent and had never received parental soothing.
The results left Mr. Kevin with complicated emotions. There was nothing wrong with Augustus. In fact, he was the healthiest of Kevin’s children.
Augustus was going to head straight upstairs. He seemed impatient with Mr. Kevin, but he still walked over with his hands behind his back. The tiny bruise at the corner of his mouth and the clear hostility emanated from his brows marred his beautiful appearance and belied his sharp temperament. His reply was very perfunctory.
“A week for fighting.”
Mr. Kevin learned to take things like this in stride a long time ago. “Why did you fight?”
“That jerk handed me a love letter.”
Kevin couldn’t care less about the file now. He put it on the table and stared at Augustus with wide eyes.
“You beat up a little girl?”
Augustus’s expression quickly sank as he remembered something.
“No, it was a guy.”
Mr. Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. Although high level psychic power nowadays induced a qualitative improvement in the capabilities of the human body and leveled any difference gender made, basic courtesy towards women was something all gentlemen of the Clinton family had to learn.
Kevin resumed reading the file. He should at least trust Augustus to not cross this line. Augustus might be impulsive and irritable, but he wouldn’t lose his temper for no reason.
“What’s wrong with men? The Empire allows same-gender marriage. Gender is no reason for you to fight.”
The corner of Augustus’ lips twitched. He looked pissed off.
“He used very impolite terms, so I punched him.”
“Then why didn’t you explain to the teacher that the other person was rude first? What did he say exactly…forget it.”
Kevin didn’t want to know. He could tell by Augustus’ expression that it was nothing good. If Augustus’ fragile self-esteem was wounded, he would instantly lose his shit. Kevin lost sleep some nights worrying over this youngest son of his.
Kevin turned a page in the file. “I’ll be checking in with the academy. You know what will happen if it was your fault.”
He was only halfway through his sentence when Augustus turned away and stomped upstairs. A few seconds later, the boy ran back down.
“I saw someone at the door when I came in. Who was it?”
Mr. Kevin thought about it for a moment. The Clinton family manor didn’t have any other visitors recently.
“It should be the child from the Ye family. He’s here for a reason.”
Kevin didn’t plan to say much to Augustus and glossed over it.
Augustus raised an eyebrow. He was also a leader among the students in his year, a white uniform. He’s heard of the brothers who were both the presidents of their years before, but he hasn’t interacted much with them aside from greeting his senior Ye He in passing a few times.
After the psychic power development period, the distance between the upper years became narrow and challenges and interactions across years became common.
“The Ye family that rebelled once?”
Kevin corrected him, “Watch your words. Some of their members once rebelled, and the Grantz have acknowledged their penance. Furthermore, I was the one who agreed to that child coming here.”
“Whatever. It’s none of my business. I’m going upstairs.”
……
Ye Muo got up very early. The medical team arrived just after breakfast. The Ye family’s doctors had sent over the necessary documents in advance. The team here performed a detailed examination using those documents as a basis.
Ye Muo’s hands and feet were restrained to the stretcher. There was a constant stream of people coming over to check on him, draw blood, or inject various things before noting down any changes in the values.
“How have you been sleeping lately?”
“Lately? Pretty good.”
The doctor keenly caught the implication.
“It wasn’t good before, huh? Let’s see. You’ve used a treatment pod recently, which should have helped your sleep. Do you get headaches after taking soothing agent? Any intense reactions?”
“Not immediately, but my head starts to hurt after a while. I thought it was normal at first. In terms of reactions, I get a very sharp pain in my head from time to time.”
……
They asked very detailed questions to the point where they wanted to know how long he slept each night down to the minute. They even tried asking Ye Muo whether the nannybot accompanying him had any data available. One person would ask while the others continuously recorded everything.
Finally, one doctor undid all the straps restricting Ye Muo.
“Okay. We’ll take some time to develop an initial treatment plan. You can go stretch first in the training room on the next floor up. It will be good for you. We’ll call you over if we need anything else.”
With a thick pile of documents in hand, the man joined the rest of his team in discussion.
“Very similar to the little young master’s case, the soothing agent worked at first before efficacy gradually fell off.”
“But unlike the little young master, we can’t be sure if his psychic domain has been damaged. Only immediate relatives can enter each other’s psychic domains. After we treated the little young master, sir and madam rushed back from that distant galaxy, which allowed us to check for abnormalities and adjust the treatment plan…”
Everyone sat down at the table and launched into fervent discussion.
Ye Muo quietly headed for the door. He planned to go upstairs to spend some time in the training room.
The training room was a very open space with lots of equipment. There was even a simulation pod here.
Ye Muo walked past everything to a clearing. He first took off his jacket and stretched a bit before starting to do one-handed push-ups– the first move taught in physical education class.
He just counted to eight when a pair of bare feet appeared in front of him. There were bandages on the left calf. Augustus wore a pair of red boxing gloves. His heaving chest suggested he had been training for a while. Even his blond bangs were a little damp.
He peered down at Ye Muo from above.
“Who are you?”
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Ooohhh whats happening
Thnx ya for the chappiiee~
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Okay, I hope nothing goes wrong between the both of them. Augustus should use his Grantz-fanatical instincts to know Ye Muo is a good person! Lol.
Me: I shouldn’t ship Ye Muo with anybody yet. Someone said his ML will appear around chapter 200 or something.
Also me: Ah, they would be a good pair. Oh my, too many ships and chemistry with Ye Muo going on. What to do…? (｡ŏ_ŏ)
My first thought too 😂
Thanks for the update 🤣❤️
Who’re you?
Someone you can just see .
😂
No touchy business