Ye Senluo sat in the luxurious RV and turned his head to look at the continuous flow of vehicles outside the window, lost in thought.
"Does the young master seem to be in a bad mood?" Old butler Li Guangcheng asked tentatively.
Ye Senluo casually said, "I was provoked by a viscount. It reminded me of some past events."
Li Guangcheng narrowed his eyes. "Which viscount dares to provoke the young master? He's really looking for trouble. If this old servant takes action, I'll destroy his family right away!"
The sudden burst of killing intent made Ye Senluo slightly stunned. But on second thought, people around his father Ye Fakuang were indeed not many normal ones. Most of them had acquired that overbearing arrogance. Ye Senluo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old Li, are you so idle now? Just a viscount. There's no need for you to take action."
A viscount is the lowest noble in the empire. Above it are earls, marquises, dukes, and kings.
Li Guangcheng said in a muffled voice, "In my life, I just can't stand seeing the young master unhappy."
Ye Senluo smiled. Since his father was not a very reliable person, he was brought up by the old butler since childhood. Naturally, the old butler was very kind to him.
When Li Yao dumped Ye Senluo, if Ye Senluo hadn't stopped him, Old Li could have personally gone to destroy Li Yao and Chen Hao.
But when he thought of Li Yao, Ye Senluo still sighed slightly. Because at that time, he really felt that he had found true love. That girl was simple and not materialistic. She just liked him as a person.
But in the end... still...
Would it be different if he had clearly stated his identity to Li Yao from the beginning?
Ye Senluo slightly mocked himself.
The luxurious RV slowly drove towards a huge palace in the suburbs. On the palace was written "Battle King's Mansion". Around the Battle King's Mansion, there were fully armed soldiers everywhere, with strict security.
Ye Senluo pushed open the car door and walked into the resplendent hall.
At this moment, in the hall, there was a man with a big back hairstyle, wearing a flowery shirt, and a cigar in his mouth sitting there.
This man was naturally Battle King Ye Fakuang, the lord of the Jiangnan War Zone, and the only king in the Federal Empire in three hundred years.
At this moment, Ye Fakuang was sitting on the sofa, reading a novel with great interest.
Ye Senluo leaned over and took a look... Well... [title of the novel with inappropriate content]...
Ye Senluo was immediately filled with anger. Bastard, all day long, he only knows to read these messy novels!
"Confiscated!"
"Hey, I was just getting into it!" Ye Fakuang pounded his chest and stomped his feet.
"Get into it, my ass!" Ye Senluo frowned and said, "Ye Fakuang, are you better now?"
Ye Senluo had always called his father by his name. Strangely enough, Ye Fakuang also accepted it with a smile and could be considered as being on equal terms.
"Why is there anything wrong with my body?" Ye Fakuang glared.
"What? Is the curse in your body resolved?" Ye Senluo said.
It was no secret that Ye Fakuang was deeply cursed.
Twenty years ago, Ye Fakuang single-handedly stormed the Demon Kingdom. He forcefully killed a peak quasi-immortal at level 69 in the Demon Kingdom, shocking the world.
You should know that a peak quasi-immortal at level 69 is already the most powerful person on Earth. They are only one step away from reaching level 70 and becoming an immortal.
Once one becomes an immortal, they can go to the immortal realm.
On that day, Ye Fakuang was stained with demon blood and became a king in one battle. But just when Ye Fakuang reached the peak of his life, the curse in his body suddenly erupted. Almost instantly, Ye Fakuang's vitality dropped to the lowest point...
"It's just a curse. I've solved it long ago!" Ye Fakuang laughed heartily.
Ye Senluo frowned slightly, not believing it. Just then, a piece of news came from the TV.
"At ten o'clock in the morning, Battle King Ye Fakuang applied to the lord for hereditary succession without reduction. The lord approved and agreed."
Hereditary succession without reduction?! Ye Senluo stared wide-eyed. Immediately, he roared, "Ye Fakuang, didn't you say the curse was resolved? What's this hereditary succession without reduction all about? A peak quasi-immortal at level 69 can live for three hundred years. Since you've already resolved it, do you still need me to inherit the title? You'll live longer than me!"
Ye Fakuang's expression suddenly froze.
Ye Senluo said viciously, "Ye Fakuang, tell me the truth."
Ye Fakuang looked around. Finally, under Ye Senluo's stare, he said weakly, "I should be able to hold on for another five years."
Ye Senluo frowned tightly. "Since there are still five years, then you can't lose confidence in life. What if there is a way to solve it? I'm still waiting for you to take care of me!"
"Some things always need to be prepared early!" Ye Fakuang looked at Ye Senluo dotingly. "Moreover, you can't inherit the title of king right now. At least not until I die."
Ye Senluo opened his mouth to say something but only felt a hoarseness in his throat. Finally, he changed the topic and said, "But for this hereditary succession without reduction, how could the lord agree?
" It's not difficult for other titles to be hereditary without reduction. But it's very difficult to inherit the title of king. You should know that the empire has always been cautious about the title of king. In the three hundred years since the founding of the country, not to mention the title of king, only fifty dukes have been conferred. Among these fifty dukes, the top three have the merit of founding the country. The family patriarchs are still alive until now, but none of them have been conferred the title of king. Now Ye Senluo directly inherits the title of king. Isn't this slapping the faces of these dukes?
Ye Fakuang laughed arrogantly, "How dare the lord not agree? Your father is the man who makes the whole empire tremble!"
"Don't brag!" Ye Senluo curled his lips and said disdainfully, "No matter how powerful you are, you were still cursed. I said, Ye Fakuang, what's the situation with this curse on you? Logically speaking, with your cultivation level, as long as it's not a curse from a level 70 immortal, you should be able to suppress it... But there are no immortals on Earth now... You...
" Ye Fakuang rubbed his temples and said with a headache, "I don't know what this curse is either. You also know that I once lost a period of memory. I even forgot who your mother is. Don't ask me these questions anymore!"
Ye Senluo was silent for a moment. He always felt that there was something wrong with his father's origin... And the most crucial thing is that his father is such a powerful person, so how could he give birth to an ordinary physique like himself?
Just then, the phone suddenly rang. Ye Senluo took it out and saw that it was a message from Zhang Tiezhu, saying that there was some gossip to see on the Imperial Forum!
The Imperial Forum is the largest forum in the Federation. Nowadays, the world advocates freedom of speech. So there are often all kinds of gossip on the Imperial Forum, even if this gossip is aimed at the imperial royal family.
Ye Senluo logged in inexplicably and was immediately stunned.
He saw that the forum had been flooded with posts about hereditary succession without reduction!
"Hehe, hereditary succession without reduction? One really dares to ask, and the other really dares to give!" A post said.
"I heard that the young master of that family can't cultivate at all. So how can he take over the military department of the Jiangnan War Zone? There are 400,000 troops there! In fact, I think Marquis Ye Lan, the adopted son of the Battle King, is more suitable! It's already this era. Do we still have to have the biological son to inherit? "
"Marquis Ye Lan has a heavenly physique, the Space-Time Physique. The gene chain has been unlocked to level 59. He is known as the strongest king. Moreover, his reputation in the military department of the Jiangnan War Zone is very high. The most important thing is that the Battle King is probably nearing the end of his life. So if it is Marquis Ye Lan who inherits the title of king, the entire military department will support him."
"The Battle King is deeply cursed and is about to die. And for the future of the Jiangnan War Zone, as everyone with clear eyes can see, only Ye Lan can hold it up!"
Ye Fakuang, who had been smiling just now, couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw these posts. He said lightly, "Ye Lan... In recent years, there have been more and more small movements."
Ye Senluo was stunned when he heard this. Sure enough... Ye Lan still showed his ambition so unreservedly... Especially when he knew that Ye Fakuang's curse had no solution.
But strangely enough, people all over the world thought that this adopted son Ye Lan was more suitable than him.
Ye Senluo's fingers tightened slightly... Actually, sometimes he also felt that Ye Lan was more suitable than himself... But after all... still... very unwilling!
When Ye Fakuang saw that Ye Senluo was not in a very high mood, he immediately said, "The country that I have conquered. Even if I die, who would dare to snatch it away?"
Ye Senluo subconsciously wanted to refute Ye Fakuang's bragging again. Unexpectedly, the phone rang again. Ye Senluo clicked on the text message and took a look. There were only five words, "Federal Club", and the sender was Ye Lan. ...
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