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With a hint of indulgence, he asked, "How is your father now?"

Lin Bei was stunned for a moment. 'His own father? He should be doing alright now. Hopefully, he can start a new account and get over the sadness of being created and transmigrated. If time flowed the same, his own grave would be covered in three feet of grass by now.'

My father is doing well.

Edward XVI nodded. "I knew from the moment your father and mother gave birth to you that you would be a fine person!"

Now that you have found me, you are now the first in line to the throne of Edward Castle!

Deandre, who was standing to the side, was initially quite confused.

But upon hearing the last sentence, his eyes widened in surprise.

"I've endured over twenty years of hardship, how can the position of crown prince be revoked so easily!"

It concerned the matter of inheriting the throne. Deandre's mind raced.

He immediately noticed the flaw in his father's words.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty! You just mentioned his biological father and his biological mother?"

"Yes, that's right."

DeAndre said, "If that's the case, and he already has his own parents, then is he still your child?"

Edward XVI shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I am his father, he is my child!"

Father and King are two different things.

A hint of confusion began to appear in Deandre's eyes; his CPU was practically overheating.

The fact that we were able to find loopholes in the previous statements already meant we were operating at full capacity.

Considering DeAndre's current age, it's reasonable that his hardware is aging.

For a moment, Deandre couldn't find any words to refute it.

"Then it's decided!" Edward XVI declared. "Today he..."

"By the way, what's your name again?"

Lin Bei said awkwardly, "Lin Bei, Father."

"Today, Lin Bei is the sole heir to my Edwardian estate!" With that, Edward XVI surveyed the assembled nobles with a commanding gaze. "Does anyone among you object?"

None of the nobles spoke up; this country was founded by their ancestors, and they were merely retainers.

On Edward's estate, the old man before them was the one who had the final say.

The nobles bowed and nodded, indicating that they would obey his will.

Lin Bei has also transformed into the sole heir to Edward Castle.

Deandre jumped out, asking incredulously, "Outside?"

The statement just now claimed he was the first in line, but in the blink of an eye it has become the sole heir?

Do I even exist anymore?

If I don't stay at home... it seems like there's nowhere else to go.

"I am the first heir to this country!"

I am your own son!

After saying that, she pointed angrily at Lin Bei and said, "And him! An outsider, who doesn't even know if he's your biological son..."

Lin Bei whispered a reminder: "He's definitely not my biological son. I have no blood relation with my father."

"You're quite adept at calling it that, huh!" Deandre glared at Lin Bei through gritted teeth. "Your Majesty! Father, you heard it too."

He's not your child!

Lin Bei interrupted again, "Does whether I am his biological son or not have anything to do with whether I can inherit the throne?"

Edward XVI echoed, "Indeed, there is no connection. I simply find him pleasing to the eye."

Lin Bei also smiled and said, "Thank you for your high regard, Father!"

"Hey~" Edward XVI pointed at Lin Bei and looked at De Andre, saying, "Listen to that, how deeply affectionate they're calling out~"

Deandre was furious and blurted out, "Your Majesty, are you trying to drive your son to his death?"

Then he stomped his feet and pointed at Lin Bei with trembling fingers, finally managing to utter a single word after a long while.

"shameless!"

"You call someone else 'father' so fluently, you damned shameless scoundrel!"

Lin Bei glanced at Deandre with disdain, thinking to himself: How could I not be skilled? I've practiced for four years! In those four years of schooling, I've never personally picked up a package or gotten a meal! If calling readers "godfather" could not only get me subscriptions, I could bankrupt Dianping, believe it or not!

Lin Bei didn't argue with Deandre, and directly cupped his hands and said, "Father, my younger brother may not be able to accept me as his older brother, and he was talking nonsense for a while."

Let's ask him to leave and find a few more doctors to examine him.

Upon hearing this, Deandre was instantly consumed by rage, trembling with anger.

Edward XVI simply waved his hand and said, "Do as you say!"

Two soldiers came to Deandre's side, grabbed him, and carried him out of the palace.

Duke Philip and William, who had previously been loyal to De Andre, exchanged glances, a sense of foreboding washing over them. "This is a sign of impending change," they thought.

Is all the hard work we've put in over a decade going to be for nothing?

William couldn't help but cover his backside, while simultaneously avoiding his father's gaze.

The theme of the evening banquet was also changed at the last minute, from welcoming the foreign prince to celebrating the birth of the sole heir.

After Edward XVI announced the matter again, the beautiful women all cast burning glances at Lin Bei.

Edward XVI introduced Lin Bei to some important nobles, who were either his followers or descendants of his ancestors who had helped him establish the dynasty.

Although Lin Bei disliked these kinds of social situations, he had plenty of experience with them.

I am a Chinese person, and I have attended all kinds of banquets since I was a child, from weddings to funerals. As I grew up, I had all kinds of social engagements, although they were all useless social interactions.

Lin Bei also developed his own method: avoid boasting in other people's professional fields, and talk directly about things that are popular and enjoyable, such as the price and quality of takeout food, or which restaurant has raised the price of abalone and it's not even good.

If the other person isn't interested in this topic, just talk about what those short guys who are doing well lately have gotten into trouble with. Just say something sarcastic, and then everyone clinks glasses.

However, this was a fairy tale world, and a noble occasion, so Lin Bei could only ask about things like how things were at home and how business was going, before starting a drinking contest.

The atmosphere was still quite lively.

After the banquet.

Lin Bei was led by a maid to a residence in the palace.

The residence has been cleaned up; it originally belonged to Deandre.

It now belongs to Linbei.

The next morning.

A maid woke Lin Bei up.

Lin Bei pried open the arm that was across his chest.

He was dressed with the help of a maid.

He listened to the maid's report.

“Your Highness, Sir Philip and his son William are outside requesting an audience.”

Duke Philip, under the guise of restoring the Kingdom of Ripley, has been interfering with Ripley's key external routes with the help of De Andre.

As for whether he is sincere or not?

Just think, their son William and Snow White were childhood playmates.

Even if William cannot become king, their children are the rightful heirs.

In addition, everyone in Snow White's family died, leaving her all alone.

In a few decades, Prellett will be part of Philip's family anyway.

Thinking of this, Lin Bei couldn't help but sigh. It was troublesome for nobles to rise to power; they often had to scheme for decades or even centuries.

It would be cleaner and more efficient to just kneel down directly.

Find an opportunity to kill the king. As long as no one finds out that it was you who did it, wouldn't you be able to become king legitimately?

Thinking of this, Lin Bei paused, his eyes darting around. 'Hmm~ I'll find a time to kill the king! But for now, I'll kill Philip and William first.'

'Speaking of which, William, as Snow White's playmate, should be considered a male lead, right? But Thor is a much bigger star, directly making a comeback as a hunter.'

As expected, even a green plum can't withstand a sudden downpour.

Just as Lin Bei was lost in thought, he arrived at the reception room.

Drinks and snacks have already been set out on the tea table.

Upon seeing Lin Bei's arrival, Philip and William quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Lin Bei glanced at the two of them and saw that they had been standing there waiting for him for quite some time.

He sat down at the tea table without inviting Philip and William to sit down.

Since they're all people we're going to get rid of anyway, why bother with formalities?

If they had spent that time exchanging pleasantries, they would have stabbed the other person a dozen times already.

'By the way, what reason should I use to kill these two men, father and son, who are highly likely to cause me trouble in the future?'

Lin Bei thought for a moment, then decided to learn from Wanyan Gou's method and fabricate a baseless charge.

"I have come to pay my respects to Your Highness..."

Before Philip could finish speaking, Lin Bei interrupted him, "By the way, when you came in, did you step in with your left foot or your right foot first?"

The father and son exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion.

Philip hesitated, then asked, "Your Highness is asking this because..."

"boom!"

Lin Bei slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Philip, and shouted outside, "So you dare to disregard me? Guards! Drag him out and kill him!"