Xianyu had plenty to deal with every day. Gatherings with his subordinates were among the few times he could relax.
For all his talk of "I'll Raise Your Mother," he actually had little energy to spare for looking after her.
At the time, he had only accompanied the Chief Strategist on one visit. Afterward, he instructed his subordinates to send her a substantial sum of Strales every month in Lan's name, along with gifts for holidays and special occasions.
Occasionally, the Chief Strategist brought him homemade food from her that would not keep long, asking Xianyu to store it for him.
As a result, he had never noticed anything amiss.
The woman who could once still be called young had changed with the passing years, becoming a frail old woman.
Fortunately, he had discovered it in time.
Frowning, Xianyu picked up his communicator to contact the Alchemy Commission's Cauldron Master, only for the Chief Strategist to snatch it away. The man hesitated, trying to signal with his eyes that they should discuss this later.
Ignoring the strange sensation in his arm, Xianyu paid the Chief Strategist no mind and turned to ask the old woman:
"Have you considered remarrying? I know Lan. He wouldn't mind."
Even as a child, Lan had stepped forward to protect his mother. He certainly would not mind something like this.
"Or would you like to travel to other planets?"
The Chief Strategist reined in his anger. "Could you at least ask what she wants first-"
Don't sound so certain. Don't go making decisions for other people on your own.
It was precisely because he knew his superior's overbearing, almost tyrannical ways that the Chief Strategist had kept this from him.
The Chief Strategist took a deep breath and tried to pull his superior away.
He