Disappearance

With the experience from last time, they became more cautious. This time, they watched from the side, and they were very glad they made that decision.

To learn about being a lord, one had to learn some of the empire's laws and understand the empire's current situation. After seeing these, the Thirteenth Young Master came up with several ideas that made the Ye family's hearts jump with fear.

"These laws are unfair. Why is there such a big difference between the rules for nobles and commoners? Laws should be equal for everyone. Even if the emperor breaks the law, he should be punished and have his head cut off!"

"This system of slavery should be abolished..."

"The country's leaders should be elected by the people..."

Regarding the Thirteenth Young Master's nominal profession as a warrior, after countless efforts and failures, Ye Chengtian and his wife were at their wits' end. They were even starting to get flustered and directly asked the Thirteenth Young Master what kind of person he wanted to be and what he wanted to do in the future.

The Thirteenth Young Master thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I want to be a prodigal son!"

"..." Ye Chengtian and his wife exchanged glances. After a long while, they asked, "What? Say that again?"

"I want to be a prodigal son," the Thirteenth Young Master repeated, adding, "A prodigal son with power, influence, money, and beautiful women! Oh, and it would be best to have some lackeys!!"

"Why would you want to be that?" At that time, Ye Chengtian and his wife didn't know what to say and foolishly asked.

"I want to squander, I want to be a prodigal!"

"..."

"Ye Lanyu!!!" Ye Chengtian and his wife roared, rushing towards a place, or rather, towards a person. That person was the Thirteenth Young Master's elder sister, Ye Lanyu.

They believed that the Thirteenth Young Master couldn't possibly have such strange ideas. The only possibility was that Little Lanyu had instilled them in him, so now they were going to teach Little Lanyu a good lesson.

Poor Little Lanyu was inexplicably made a scapegoat again. Similarly, the Thirteenth Young Master looked at his parents with some confusion. He didn't understand what this had to do with his sister.

At this time, the Thirteenth Young Master was only a little over five years old. To have such great aspirations at such a young age was truly worthy of being called a heaven-sent genius.

There was also another matter in between, which was the Thirteenth Young Master's name.

Regarding this matter, the Ye family found it a bit strange. They had originally given the Thirteenth Young Master a name, Ye Tianyou, with the obvious meaning of hoping heaven would protect him.

However, strangely enough, after the Thirteenth Young Master learned to read and write, he always wrote his name as Ye Lang. When others called him Ye Tianyou, he wouldn't respond, but calling him Ye Lang would elicit a reaction.

Although it was strange, after getting used to it, everyone forgot the name Ye Tianyou and replaced it with Ye Lang. This became the Thirteenth Young Master's lifelong moniker, his name.

Ye Lang? Was this a coincidence, or was there another reason?

No one knew the truth now. What everyone knew was that since Young Master Ye had decided to be a prodigal, he had to spend money. And the first thing to do to spend money was to have money. Without money, how could you spend, how could you squander, how could you be a prodigal?

However, this matter was easily resolved. Although Young Master Ye had never left his home and didn't need to spend money, the amount of pocket money he received each year was considerable, almost comparable to that of a small wealthy individual.

And this was just his pocket money. If he asked for more, he would receive even more.

With this economic foundation, the second thing had to be done, and this was the key to the problem: going out!

For many people, going out was a very ordinary thing, but for their Thirteenth Young Master, it was a bit troublesome. No one in the entire Ye family would allow him to go out, at least not yet.

However, something strange happened to Young Master Ye again.

"Master, Madam, something's wrong! Young Master is gone."

Following the maid's urgent and frightened cry, the Ye family suddenly discovered that the Thirteenth Young Master, who rarely appeared in front of others, had disappeared. They searched the entire Ye Manor but couldn't find any trace of him.

At first, they thought Little Lanyu was playing some game with the Thirteenth Young Master, but they quickly dismissed this idea because Little Lanyu was currently being disciplined and kept separate from the Thirteenth Young Master, making contact impossible.

In fact, at that time, Little Lanyu was meditating and cultivating magic. When she learned about this, she immediately abandoned her cultivation and rushed to find her younger brother.

This immediately caused an uproar in the entire Ye family. It would have been difficult not to cause a stir. The head of the Ye family was about to mobilize the entire clan's forces to search.

At this time, no one delved too deeply into how the Thirteenth Young Master disappeared. Although everyone was curious about it, how could a five-year-old child, and a seemingly simple-minded one at that, disappear without any warning? It was too strange.

However, at the moment, their top priority was to find him. Regardless of whether the Thirteenth Young Master was a good-for-nothing or not, he was the grandson of the current head of the Ye family and the son of Ye Chengtian.

Soon, the streets and alleys of the entire imperial capital were filled with people from the Ye family, and of course, the city guards who had received the news were also searching for the Thirteenth Young Master.

This scene confused many uninformed onlookers. They couldn't figure out what had happened to cause such a large commotion.

So, these uninformed onlookers began to inquire. Although they didn't find out who they were looking for, they did learn that they were searching for a five-year-old noble young master, a noble young master with black hair and black eyes who might be a little slow to react.

Some people with keen intuition had already guessed who this noble young master was. In this imperial capital, there weren't many people who could cause such a stir, and only a few fit the description.

They were now curious why this young master had gotten lost. Wasn't he always at home?

Some people went to search for the young master with these questions in mind, while others searched with specific intentions. Soon, the number of people searching for the young master in the entire imperial capital grew.

Now, unless the young master had already left the imperial capital, he would definitely be found, and very, very soon. Well, at least that's what everyone thought.

But things didn't go as easily as they imagined. After searching for a full three days, practically turning the entire imperial capital upside down, they couldn't find any trace of the Thirteenth Young Master. Where could the Thirteenth Young Master have gone? How could he have evaded the search? Could he have been kidnapped? All these questions swirled in everyone's minds