Family Elders

Le Zhengyu gazed at Le Zhengyue, his eyes filled with a complex emotion; he did not offer any direct questioning or suspicion.

Observing this reaction, Le Zhengyue was also rapidly assessing the situation.

Le Zhengyu clearly possessed memories, or rather, he had indeed been reborn with his memories intact, but these were likely not the memories of a complete, fully-realized rebirth.

They were still themselves, merely possessing the memories of this past.

If the true Le Zhengyu had returned, given his strength and personality at the time, he would have undoubtedly struck to kill without a moment's hesitation.

Le Zhengyu's younger brother should not exist at all.

Yet, because Le Zhengyu did not act, it meant he was equally confused, or perhaps he failed to understand why a character who did not exist in the original world had appeared.

He might even have begun to harbor doubts about the memories that had surfaced within him.

Facing this convenient brother of his, Le Zhengyue narrowed his eyes slightly.

For him, his own survival was the most critical priority.

If he could, he would kill this brother without hesitation to eliminate a potential threat.

After all, his existence was something this world would not tolerate.

Or rather, as things developed to this stage, Tang San, Huo Yuhao, Tang Wulin, and even he himself were inherently in a hostile relationship.

"Don't you recognize me?"

"I'm your own younger brother; we were playing together just yesterday."

"What's wrong with you today?"

Le Zhengyue stared blankly at Le Zhengyu, his face wearing a perfectly measured expression of confusion and disbelief, as if wondering why his brother had forgotten him.

Meeting the boy's slightly aggrieved gaze, Le Zhengyu fell silent for a moment before nodding.

"I haven't forgotten you, little brother."

"It's just that... there are some things I can't be quite sure about."

A flicker of contemplation crossed Le Zhengyu's eyes; he could not be certain whether the memories in his mind were real or false.

Compared to those so-called memories, the brother he had spent six years with was naturally more tangible.

Thus, seeing the grievance in his brother's eyes, he offered a natural word of comfort.

"Alright, little brother, I haven't forgotten you. Is there something you needed to see me about today?"

"Nothing major. I just wanted to say hello; I'm going out to travel, and the clan is sending an elder to take me."

Le Zhengyue lowered his head as he spoke, his eyes filled with a touch of grievance.

"I came specifically to say goodbye to you, brother, but I didn't expect you to say something like that."

Le Zhengyu glanced at his younger brother and remained silent for a moment.

"My apologies. Go ahead and travel with the elder; I still need to continue my cultivation."

His voice was calm, and his tone carried no hint of guilt.

Clearly, although he did not fully trust his memories, they were simply too vivid.

How could a memory so incredibly real, where every detail matched perfectly, fail to command his attention?

However, after scanning him, Le Zhengyue could not determine whether his brother possessed a system.

Therefore, after bidding his brother farewell, Le Zhengyue turned and walked out of the courtyard with a calm expression.

The moment he left the courtyard, the grievance on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of gravity and killing intent.

Regardless of whether this brother believed his memories or not, as long as he existed, his own identity had a flaw.

The other's existence was even more dangerous than that of people like Tang Wulin.

In the early stages, Tang Wulin and the others would certainly not realize his existence, nor would they know that he was also their enemy.

But once Le Zhengyu fully trusted his memories and met with Tang Wulin and the others, it would undoubtedly become a massive hidden danger.

If Le Zhengyu told Tang Wulin and the others about this, the appearance of a new character who did not exist in the original timeline would surely alert Tang Wulin.

"Sigh, so this brother must be eliminated after all."

"It would be best to get rid of him in a way that leaves no trace."

"Now isn't the right time, but in a few years, he will definitely head to Shrek Academy."

Le Zhengyue's eyes were calm; following the emergence of the timeline, or rather, once they possessed these memories.

Le Zhengyu could not wait until his second year to go to Shrek Academy as he had in the original timeline; this time, he would certainly follow along in his first year.

That stage would be the best opportunity for an ambush.

Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue's gaze suddenly turned sharp.

Returning to his room, the afternoon passed quickly.

Neither his grandfather nor his convenient brother appeared again, and he was the only one present at the family dinner that evening.

Just as Le Zhengyue sat there eating while pondering his future plans, the door to the dining room opened.

A handsome middle-aged man walked in slowly, wearing a military uniform with the rank of Major General on his shoulders.

To become a Major General in the Federal Military District at the age of forty-something, it was clear that he not only possessed great personal strength but also had significant backing within the Federation.

Looking at this man, Le Zhengyue's gaze lingered on him for only a fleeting moment before he gave a slight nod.

"Good evening, Father."

"Mm, good evening."

The man's voice carried a sense of calm, but even more so, a sense of discomfort.

He seemed unaccustomed to facing his son alone, so as they sat there, the father and son remained silent.

Le Zhengyue was contemplating how to seize subsequent opportunities and the step-by-step plans he had laid out for the future.

Meanwhile, the man simply sat there in silence, eating his meal.

Less than five minutes later, he stood up calmly and turned to leave.

From beginning to end, he did not say another word to Le Zhengyue, but Le Zhengyue did not mind.

Yue Family was a very traditional family, and although they no longer carried the surname "Qian," they were a standard hereditary clan with a history spanning over a thousand years.

The entire family had always prioritized the "eldest" line.

In fact, every generation of the main family line was passed down through a single heir.

Except for his granduncle Le Zhengen, his second, third, and even fourth granduncles were actually from collateral branches.

This was so that the families they established and the descendants they produced would not threaten the true main line of Yue Family.

Yet, in the successive generations of inheritance, an anomaly appeared: Le Zhengyue himself.

Or rather, his very existence was a curious arrangement.

Judging by the situation of Le Zhengyu, he certainly did not exist in the original timeline.

Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue sighed; it was not a pleasant feeling, but he had no time to dwell on it.

After all, the most important thing right now was to survive.

It would be one thing if Tang San and the others had not yet become gods, but once they did, it would be impossible for them not to notice his existence as an anomaly. When that time came, only death would await him.

Therefore, rather than enjoying a few decades of life only to die, it was better to take a gamble and see if he could find a way to survive against the odds.

Just as Le Zhengyue was deep in thought, the door was pushed open again, but this time, two elders in white robes entered. Their robes were adorned with ornate runes, and on their backs was the emblem of six wings.

Seeing the two elders, Le Zhengyue hurriedly stood up.

"Greetings, Elders."