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Anjiangxing has a cold climate, with the highest temperature not exceeding 10 degrees Celsius throughout the year. The Wen family castle has required a huge amount of manpower and resources to maintain a spring-like temperature all year round.

Wen Boshuang stared at the newly delivered gemstone roses, her lips slightly downturned.

Being unable to freely enter the Imperial Star and being forced to live in such a remote mountain area is frustrating enough, but having to see Wen Shumu trending on the Star Network every day is really annoying!

"Compared to the Holy Epiphyllum, what is this thing? Can't we get a few to grow?" he complained.

The waiter bowed his head low: "Young master, the Sacred Epiphyllum can only grow on Fumeng Star because of its special soil; other places cannot do it yet."

Wen Boshuang sneered and casually flicked her wrist, smashing the vase to the ground.

"Useless! Take all these flowers away; they're an eyesore!"

The waiter bowed even more deeply, responded timidly, and only straightened up and sighed after Wen Boshuang left.

On the carpet, the rose lay among the shattered porcelain shards, gradually losing its original vibrancy.

Wen Boshuang barged into Wen Bin's study without even knocking.

Wen Bin was reading a book while wearing glasses. Seeing his indignant expression, he asked, "Xiao Shuang, why are you so angry? Who upset you?"

Wen Boshuang's voice was somewhat shrill: "Father, didn't you watch the live broadcast of that program? Marshal Ling was so gentle with Wen Shumu, how could he possibly deserve such treatment from the Marshal?"

He doesn't even call me "brother" anymore.

Wen Bin's expression was inscrutable: "What does his gentleness towards Shu Mu have to do with you?"

Wen Boshuang plopped down on the sofa: "Didn't you initially intend for me to marry the Marshal?"

Wen Bin smiled and said, "You didn't want to at the time."

"I...I didn't know the marshal was like that. Everyone says he's ruthless, a killer who doesn't blink an eye. Who would want to marry someone like that..."

Wen Bin remained silent for a long while before speaking softly, "Xiao Shuang, even if you were willing back then, I wouldn't have let you marry him."

"Do you know who Ling Suyu's mother is?" Wen Bin suddenly asked.

Wen Boshuang shook her head: "I don't know."

Ling Suyu's information is kept under top-secret protection, and there is no information about his background online.

"Let me rephrase my question: Do you know Ling Yun?"

This time, Wen Boshuang nodded.

No one in the Empire is unaware of Ling Yun.

This general's life is legendary. She was originally a researcher of alien beasts. When the alien beasts were at their most rampant, she abandoned her studies to join the army, dragged the Beast King to her death in space, and saved countless lives. There is still a statue of her in the Central Park of the Imperial Star.

Wen Boshuang's eyes widened: "Could she be Ling Suyu's mother? But the books all say... General Ling Yun never married and dedicated her life to the empire."

"It was because Ling Yun was unmarried that the outside world did not expect that she had a child, let alone that His Majesty would find the child and send him to a military academy."

"This is no secret among the high-ranking military officials, it's just not made public." Wen Bin seemed to have thought of something, a mocking look in his eyes. "Some fools outside are still marveling at how the Ling surname produces military talents just because Ling Suyu also has the surname Ling, without considering that the two are mother and son."

Upon hearing this, Wen Boshuang looked slightly embarrassed, because he was the "somewhat fool" his father had mentioned, and he had never thought that Ling Suyu and Ling Yun would be related by blood.

"However, since he has chosen the same path as Ling Yun, he is walking a treacherous path, and who knows when he will..."

"You call him gentle? Heh..." Wen Bin chuckled softly. "What use is the gentleness of a dying man?"

He put down his book, his gaze casually falling on Wen Boshuang, but his eyes revealed a coldness, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike.

"Or does Xiaoshuang want to marry into the family and become a widow at a young age?"

Stared at like that by her father, Wen Boshuang's previous arrogance vanished instantly, leaving only a chilling tremor: "No... Father, I was just joking."

Even if he wasn't very bright, he could still understand Wen Bin's implied meaning.

Perhaps... Father is plotting something famous.

Wen Bin nodded in satisfaction, looked away, picked up his book again, and acted as if nothing had happened, returning to his gentle and kind father persona.

*

Wen Shumu got up very late.

Because he was too excited after being kissed by Ling Suyu last night, and he was sleeping alone, he tossed and turned in bed without restraint until he lost consciousness at three in the morning.

Wen Shumu looked at himself in the mirror.

Omega was pale, with messy, unruly curly hair and dark circles under his eyes.

"..."

I absolutely cannot see Ling Suyu looking like this!!!

He silently opened his terminal and sent Xiao Jin an "SOS".

Xiao Jin rushed over and used her chubby, skillful hands to tidy up Wen Shumu's hair. The unruly curly hair was now obediently in its place. Wen Shumu buttoned up her coat before leaving the room.

The production team notified the guests to gather in the cabin.

Although Wen Shumu got up late, he arrived relatively early. When he arrived at the cabin, he only saw Chu Zhao sitting in his seat.

The two greeted each other, and after Wen Shumu sat down and fastened his seatbelt, he noticed that Chu Zhao was looking at a booklet that seemed to have the words "Mech League" written on it.

Noticing Wen Shumu's gaze, Chu Zhao took the initiative to hold up the booklet in her hand and show him the cover: "The new Interstellar Mech League is about to begin."

This is a grand event that will attract attention from the entire universe, and Wen Shumu had heard of it.

The Mech League is divided into two main areas: Mech manufacturing and Mech combat.

Wen Shumu said, "I know that Mr. Chu was the champion of the 4202 Star Mech Manufacturing League."

When Kemo was setting up celebrity verification, Chu Zhao was one of the reference samples they sent him.

Chu Zhao paused slightly, then a smile bloomed on her usually aloof face: "That was ten years ago."

It was this competition that made Chu Zhao famous in the mecha manufacturing industry, turning him into a hot new star.

Ludwig also won the championship, but it was the year after Chuzhao won it.

Given Chu Zhao's current status, he no longer needs to participate in any competitions to prove himself; Ling Suyu's Ice Rift is enough to demonstrate his strength.

Wen Shumu asked curiously, "Are you going to watch the game?"

Chu Zhao thought for a moment and replied, "I guess so, I'm going to be a judge."

He handed the booklet in his hand to Wen Shumu.

Wen Shumu took it and quickly skimmed through it. The content was a schedule preview for the 4212 Interstellar Mech League.

"Huh? It says the preliminary round is from May 15th to May 18th, which is the day after tomorrow, right?"

But they still have to record a program.

Chu Zhao said, "I mentioned this when I signed the contract with the program, and the director said that the program would not affect my schedule."

Wen Shumu handed the booklet back to him: "The league is scheduled to be held in the Federation. If it doesn't conflict with the program, then there's only one possibility: the program's next stop is in the same place as the Mech League."

Chu Zhao's smile widened: "That's what I think too."

During the conversation, Ling Suyu came in. He was wearing a black combat uniform, which made him look even more upright. It was estimated that he would go to training after this event ended.

The moment Alpha appeared, Wen Shumu's entire attention was uncontrollably drawn to him, his gaze following Ling Suyu until he sat down in the seat next to him.

Chu Zhao shut his mouth at the right moment; he wasn't going to be a third wheel.

The moment Wen Shumu saw Ling Suyu, the image of that tender kiss from the previous night flashed through his mind.

When Ling Suyu looked over, Wen Shumu suddenly felt a belated blush, her ears turned slightly red, and she subconsciously looked away.

But fearing that her brother might misunderstand that she was avoiding him, Wen Shumu blinked, looked at him again, and said with a smile, "Honey, I was just chatting with Teacher Chu and found out that our next stop is very likely to be the Federation."

Ling Suyu sat upright, his face stern, but his eyes were gentle: "We do need to go there."

Seeing his certainty, Wen Shumu roughly understood. Ling Suyu had a special identity, and the starship was still his, so he naturally knew where to go. Moreover, if the next stop was indeed the Federation, then as the marshal of the Empire, he would definitely have to make various preparations in advance.

Other guests arrived one after another.

Wen Wei seemed very tired. After sitting down, she leaned back in her chair and yawned several times, adjusting her posture several times as well.

Wen Shumu couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, and was about to ask him something when Ke Mo walked over with a group of staff members.

Komo said, "Tomorrow afternoon, we will arrive at our newest stop, the famous mech city—the main city of the Federation's Narentis Star."