The Misunderstanding, After All

Yang Bo had assumed that, acting so arrogantly, someone would definitely come to intercept him, so he flew very quickly.

But even after leaving Duke Tyke's territory, he still hadn't seen anyone come after him.

There were fighter jets watching from afar, though, as if they were keeping an eye on him.

The nobles whose territories bordered Duke Tyke's had sent fighters to watch him. As long as this Hereditary Duke didn't cause trouble in their territories, they would let him pass.

"This is strange, isn't it?" Yang Bo smoothly crossed another territory. Their fighters returned, while fighters from the neighboring territory began watching him from afar.

"I get it. They've mistaken me for Duke Tyke!" Yang Bo understood at once.

As long as there was no conflict of interest between nobles, they generally did not interfere with one another.

The fighters in these territories watched Duke Tyke because they feared he might harm the civilians in their territories.

To nobles, the commoners in their territories were indispensable.

Yang Bo continued flying arrogantly for forty minutes and headed straight back to Duke Tyke's manor! Even when he returned to the manor, its guards did not try to intercept him.

"This Duke brought this upon himself. He's so used to throwing his weight around at home that the guards in his territory don't even dare step forward to verify his identity!"

"They didn't even send fighters to inspect the scene. Clearly, without the Duke's orders, none of them dared go. They were afraid he'd lose his mind and kill them too."

"Father!" One of Duke Tyke's sons saw Yang Bo dressed like a clown and hurriedly bowed.

"Gather the family. I have something to say." Yang Bo directly imitated Duke Tyke's voice. With Grandmaster-level Sonic Superpower, copying someone's voice was far