Shaving

"Don't mention it, Trazyn, I have some things I'd rather not say."

How is Lorgar doing these days?

Very good!

It's been better than ever before!

But is it really a good thing?

Uncertain.

There is only one reason for all of this.

Horus.

The Primarch of Luna Wolves, the Old Sixteen.

At first, Lorgar didn't find anything strange, except that Horus's attitude towards him was much better than before.

Moreover, the XVI Legion's assistance to the Seventeenth Legion's cause was becoming increasingly significant.

But later he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Horus and he were practically inseparable.

For some reason, the missions of the 16th and 17th Legions always seem to overlap.

This led to Horus frequently spending time with Lorgar.

This also led Lorgar to discover a huge problem with Horus.

An extreme attachment to her father.

Yes, it's attachment.

But now, because of his Uncle's presence, his father has gradually begun to withdraw from the Great Crusade, which Horus initially found difficult to adapt to.

But when he saw himself, that feeling of unease disappeared.

Because I look so much like my father.

At first, Lorgar thought it was a good thing to be able to help his brother, but later he realized that he was wrong.

Horus was relatively restrained at first, but later, he became increasingly unrestrained, always using the name of his brother.

Fighting together, training together, eating together, and even showering together?

???

Even if he put all his Psychic Power into his brain to think, he still couldn't figure it out.

This is... a bit too crazy.

"Haha, these are the growing pains, aren't they?" Trazyn said with a laugh.

Old Han had mentioned Horus's psychological issues and his complicated love-hate relationship with Lorgar to him.

At first he didn't believe it, but now it seems that Old Han was indeed prescient.

"Old Han, wake up."

"Huh? What? Don't you know you shouldn't disturb someone's sleep when they're slightly tipsy? Go eat over there."

Han Mingxuan shifted to a more comfortable position and continued sleeping.

"Don't forget why you're here. And let me tell you, things are really lively at the Adeptus Administratum right now. You'd better hurry."

Han Mingxuan woke up as soon as Trazyn mentioned it.

"Russ!"

"Huh? What's wrong, uncle?"

"I've come to see your Legion's Gene-seed."

Gene-seed?

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan mention this, all the drunken wolf cubs sobered up.

"Uncle, there's nothing wrong with our Gene-seed."

"You're still trying to outsmart me. Last time in Nostramo, you used the Wulfen and Curze to play the victim, otherwise Animus wouldn't have joined the Space Wolves."

???

Russ's yellow pupils sharpened in an instant, like Wolf King scrutinizing another Wolf King.

He did mention it to Curze last time, but Han Mingxuan was in the kitchen at the time, how did he know?

Trazyn sensed danger and a sinister smile crept across his lips.

This little wolfhound is interesting; it's about to bare its teeth.

"Haha, you guys are truly brothers! Magnus had the same expression back then."

"Magnus? He's the one who leaked the secret?!"

"I already knew about this, and I've already resolved Thousand Sons's physical mutation. I'm here to help you solve your problem."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and verify it now."

Russ, still somewhat skeptical, sent his Wolf Lord to verify the situation. Not long after, he received a reply from Magnus.

Everything is true.

However, Magnus still issued a warning to Russ.

Your Uncle does have a way to solve the genetic mutation problem, but his methods are somewhat crude, so be prepared.

Rugged?

Everyone knows that the Space Wolves are least afraid of roughness!

As long as the problem of genetic mutation can be solved, everything else is not a problem.

"Uncle, in the name of the Space Wolves, I beg for your help."

Seeing Russ kneeling on one knee, Han Mingxuan knew that Russ was truly a man of meticulous craftsmanship beneath his rough exterior.

"Let's not talk about these things between us, uncle and nephew. I'm here to help you, but I have a question for you."

What is it?

Do you have any Fenris water with you?

Fenris's Water?

"It's not much, what do you need it for?"

"Don't ask about that, just bring it, Sevatar."

"Exist!"

"Russ, find someone to take Sevatar and fetch me a bowl of Fenris's water."

"Bulvye."

"Exist."

"Take this young man and fetch him a bowl of water."

"Yes!"

"Please, Judge, brother."

After the others left, Han Mingxuan called Russ, Lorgar, and Trazyn to a secluded room.

This was also Han Mingxuan's request.

If it weren't kept secret, Russ would lose all face.

"Russ, I'm going to shave your hair now."

Shaving???

"No, sir, what does this have to do with improving Gene-seed?"

"You are the Primarch, the source of the Legion, so performing the relevant operations on you is the optimal solution."

"What I'm about to do requires you to expose your skin, so you'll have to shave your body hair for now."

Tsk, this...

"Can we not shave them? Uncle, you know wolves never get their fur shaved."

"But you're a human being, hurry up, do you still want the Legion's Wulfen problem to be solved?"

This...

I'm torn.

But I don't dwell on it.

"Okay, I'll shave!"

"That's right, Lao Xin, hold Russ down and don't let him move. Lorgar, shave him."

Um?

"What are you standing there for? I didn't come here for you to watch the show. Hurry up."

"Okay, sure."

An hour later, after much effort, Russ's body hair was finally shaved off.

"Keep it down, don't let the hair grow out too quickly."

Upon hearing this, Russ quickly stopped his idea of instantly regenerating his hair.

"Sevatar, bring the things in."

"Here you are, Uncle..."

"My Wolf King! What's wrong with you?"

Before Sevatar could finish speaking, Greybeard let out a sharp, explosive sound.

"Shut up! This is a secret. If word gets out, you'll be going back to Fenris to drink Mjed!"

"Yes, yes, I've got it."

"Sevatar, bring the water over."

"Clear."

Han Mingxuan took out a brush, dipped it in water, and began to paint on Russ's body.

Yes, he wants to paint a picture.

Draw a black wolf on Russ's body.

That is his Warp Essence.

He intended to use this method to guide the power of the Canis Helix, transforming it into a force that, while violent, could be tamed and controlled.

To prevent it from getting out of control.

As the brushstrokes were applied to his body, Russ felt a faint stinging sensation.

And within his soul, an impulse gradually began to emerge.

The urge to scream out loud.

"It'll be ready soon, just bear with it."

In the end, Han Mingxuan drew a black wolf.

The originally transparent watermarks began to reveal a complete picture.

A black wolf calmly observed its prey, its golden eyes filled with only composure and restraint.

But beneath that lies a deadly, precise hunt that, once unleashed, can be as devastating as a volcanic eruption or a tsunami.

"Give it a shout!" Han Mingxuan patted Russ's back hard.

"Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!!"