Le Zhengyue spoke bluntly.
His words were somewhat cold-blooded, but the reason he had stripped these people of their Angel Family identities was to keep them from revealing these things.
Because once they revealed their connection to the Yue Family, Tang Wulin would definitely grow suspicious of the gifts from Daozi.
If Yue Zhengyu didn't go then, it would only fuel the suspicions from before.
Hearing Le Zhengyue's words, Song Wen paused for just a second before respectfully nodding.
"Of course, young master. Even if we die, we won't reveal your identity. Should we head over now?"
"You can go now. And take these with you. Swallow them."
As Le Zhengyue spoke, he raised his hand, and several things appeared in his palm: little green pills.
They weren't poison. They were souls—the souls of people from the Xu Family.
The strongest among them was the Xu Family patriarch, who was also a Soul Emperor.
Le Zhengyue had imprisoned these people's souls here. The souls themselves were the most terrifying poison.
If these people revealed the Yue Family's identity to anyone, the poison would activate, devouring their bodies and unleashing an even more terrifying power to attack whoever stood before them.
In other words, they could serve as a final strike before death.
Even if these people caved and tried to reveal the Yue Family's identity, it wouldn't matter.
No matter who they told, this terrifying strike would be unleashed upon that person.
Even against Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wulin, and the others, it would be enough to draw out a portion of their original strength. That was all Le Zhengyue needed.
Looking at the pills, the man paused for just a second before accepting them with both hands.
He didn't know what these little pills were, but he assumed they were some kind of poison. Still, he didn't ask.
He was gambling, too.
If they completed Le Zhengyue's mission, their standing would rise considerably when they returned.
Song Wen knew that the true young master of the family had no close confidants. They all knew it, in fact.
Before the Yue Family children came of age, the only people they could trust were Angel Guards like them. There was no such thing as a "faction of direct descendants."
Besides, as far as the outside world was concerned, everyone believed Yue Zhengyu was the Yue Family's true young master.
In these circumstances, even fewer people tried to curry favor with Le Zhengyue.
If they could complete his mission, they might earn the young master's regard.
They might not have been willing to take the gamble before, but after spending time with Le Zhengyue, they had come to understand how terrifyingly astute he was.
His maturity was astonishing for someone so young. Add to that his generosity and the fact that he had saved their lives, and Song Wen had decided to accept the mission without hesitation.
Seeing Song Wen accept the mission, a trace of satisfaction appeared in Le Zhengyue's eyes.
Then he raised his hand, and this time a ring appeared in his palm.
"You won't need to observe for long—about one or two years."
"There are five years' worth of resources in here. Whenever you finish observing, everything inside is yours."
"There are also fifty million Alliance coins in there. Once you reach Eastsea City, you can spend them however you like."
"I only want information on three people. I don't care about anything else."
Le Zhengyue suddenly stood up and gently placed the ring on top of the green pills.
Le Zhengyue wasn't worried that they might refuse to take the pills. He could sense whether the pills had entered their bodies.
After all, these so-called pills were souls—the souls people produced while they were alive.
Under the circumstances, they couldn't outsmart him.
Meeting Le Zhengyue's gaze, the man silently nodded.
"I'll obey the family head's orders. I'll take my leave now."
As he spoke, the man looked toward Le Zhengyue, who calmly waved him away.
After the man left, Le Zhengyue sat silently where he was.
Downstairs, Yu Xiaogang was still teaching Yue Zhengyu.
Yue Zhengyu had gone from doubting him to believing him completely.
Seeing the admiration on his face as he looked at Yu Xiaogang, Le Zhengyue's eyes filled with disdain.
"What an idiot. Even more foolish than Tang San. At least Tang San wouldn't trust someone else so easily. You, on the other hand, believed him right away."
Le Zhengyue shook his head as he spoke, but didn't pursue the matter.
As time passed, Le Zhengyue didn't go downstairs for dinner that evening.
Because Yue Zhengyu had taken Yu Xiaogang as his master, Father Le and Mother Le had come back as well.
Le Zhengyue had no real memories of these parents he had inherited.
His father was genuinely too busy with Southern Legion affairs to pay much attention to his two sons. His mother, however, was simply biased to the extreme.
She doted on Yue Zhengyu, caring for him almost to the point of fussing over his every need.
As for her younger son, she didn't ignore him entirely, but she paid him no attention either.
No one even bothered to ask why he hadn't come downstairs for dinner that evening.
Le Zhengyue didn't care. He sat cross-legged on the bed and quietly cultivated.
Beside him, Jiang Nannan stirred a bowl of millet porridge that was still warm with a spoon.
"You really aren't going downstairs? Aren't those two your parents? Why does it feel like they barely know you?"
Jiang Nannan sounded hesitant.
Le Zhengyue didn't care about her questioning gaze.
"Yue Zhengyu has already gone and tattled on me. What would I go downstairs for? To get scolded?"
"This has nothing to do with you. Don't get involved."
"But don't go out just yet. Wait here."
"If my father and mother come over intending to give you to Yue Zhengyu, that'll be a real hassle."
As he spoke, Le Zhengyue beckoned Jiang Nannan over.
The girl looked at him uncertainly, but still obediently walked closer.
As soon as she drew near, Le Zhengyue reached out and pinched her cheek.
Feeling its softness, Jiang Nannan glared fiercely at him.
Le Zhengyue didn't care at all.
"Why are you getting mad? I only pinched you. It's not like I did anything else."
Le Zhengyue chuckled, but the smile on his face suddenly froze.
His consciousness turned outward.
Because he possessed the Dragon God Martial Soul, his spiritual power far exceeded what an ordinary person could imagine.
His spiritual power was already over a thousand points. That was another terrifying aspect of him, one even Yue Zhengen didn't know about.
With nearly a thousand points of spiritual power, he could clearly see everything happening outside.
Downstairs, Na'er stood there looking bewildered.
She didn't have any classes, but Le Zhengyue had arranged all sorts of lessons for her, so the child could study. Of course, it was also to help the siblings grow closer.
That evening, Na'er had just returned from a walk outside with a maid.
As soon as she came back, she ran into Father Le, Mother Le, and Yue Zhengyu.
The little girl had never seen these three before. In fact, she didn't know them at all.
So the four of them were completely dumbfounded at first sight.
Both Father Le and Mother Le stared at the little girl in confusion.
Her long silver hair and purple eyes made her undeniably beautiful.
The problem was, they had never seen her before and had no idea why she was in their home.
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