Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

When Wenshu, who was squatting at the door comforting the baby, noticed that something was wrong with Heroion's mood, his heart clenched. He quickly patted Yi Yi's little bottom to signal him to stay by himself, then rushed over and hugged Heroion from behind.

He wrapped his arms around Holoyen's waist, tightening his grip, and pressed his cheek against Holoyen's back, feeling the body trembling slightly.

Manjushri walked around to face him, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, then his chin, patting his back to comfort him, trying to help Holoyen recover from that bizarre sadness and shock.

But it was obviously no use. Herroyen's eyes remained unfocused, as if the insects here had returned to a quarrelsome afternoon long ago.

Holoiyi, who had been standing at the doorway, dared not move, but when he saw the male father run over and hug the female father, but the female father did not hug back, he no longer cared about anything else.

Forgetting the fear of being locked in the dark room, she took a few quick steps and rushed back in.

He ran to his father's legs, hugged his thighs tightly with his chubby little hands, tilted his head back, and shouted, "Father, don't be sad!"

His voice was crisp and bright, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool.

Herroyen's eyelashes finally fluttered. He lowered his head, looking at the little ball of flesh clinging tightly to him beside his legs, and then at the male lord in front of him who was standing on tiptoe and kissing him incessantly.

After a long while, he slowly raised his arm, pulling the male ruler into his embrace with one hand and lifting Yi Yi up with the other, then tightening his grip on her, as if to confirm that something was still there...

"My lord," Holoyen's voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat.

He gazed at Manjushri with deep affection, his eyes swirling with indescribable emotions, and then casually tossed Yi Yi towards the door—the force was light, but it caught everyone off guard.

Startled, Holoi let out a cry of "Ah!" and kicked its short legs wildly in the air. Instinctively, it spread its still-feathered little wings on its back and flapped them a few times to avoid falling flat on its face.

Wen Shu was startled. He turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yi Yi was alright. He then turned back to look at him. "What's wrong? Is this starship... yours?"

"Hmm," Holoyen nodded, his voice muffled.

He took the male ruler's hand and led him inside, avoiding the tools and parts scattered on the ground... but the further they went in, the more somber his expression became.

The interior of the ship was ransacked, half of the seats were removed, several buttons on the control panel were taken off, and there were pry marks and cutting marks all over the bulkheads. There wasn't even a place to sit properly—it's easy to imagine how many bombs were hidden in these places.

He sighed sadly, his steps faltering. "This is the starship my male father gave me. I never even got to pilot it before my female father stole it."

Upon hearing this, Manjushri was startled.

No wonder Holoyern always goes against Sirland; this incident will inevitably lead to a further deterioration in the relationship between the father and son.

Herroyen paused, then pointed to several small black boxes scattered on the ground. Some of the boxes were twisted, some were cracked, and the broken wires drooped like withered tendrils.

"These are miniature bombs that were dismantled and had their wiring cut off," he said, pointing to the more concealed compartments deep inside the ship's cabin. His voice deepened. "There are many more on the starship that can't be dismantled."

His fingertips pressed against a raised weld on the bulkhead, where there were obvious signs of repeated prying, and the metal surface was scraped and mottled, but he still couldn't open it.

After all, Sirland was not a professional in repairing, modifying, and dismantling mechs, so he could only do his best to remove the bombs scanned by the instruments—removing what he could, prying what he couldn't, and leaving what he couldn't pry open... which ultimately resulted in the area being pitted and uneven.

After hearing what he said, Manjushri roughly understood that it was all a misunderstanding.

Why didn't Sierland explain it clearly?

Just as doubt arose in his mind, Manjushri suddenly remembered Heroyen, who seemed to have a good temper but was actually very petty, and immediately understood: some misunderstandings are just inherently impossible to unravel.

Sylland was stubborn, and Herroyend was even more stubborn. When these two stubborn people got together, neither was willing to back down first, and neither was willing to speak their minds. The misunderstanding grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and in the end, neither of them mentioned it anymore, and they just remained deadlocked.

Fortunately, there was no such barrier between Yi Yi and her father. Although Yi Yi was often beaten, scolded, and punished, she didn't care about anything that could be solved with physical force. After the beating, once her anger subsided, the little brat would still stick to her and hug her legs.

Holoy suddenly released Manjushri and changed his tone: "My Lord, let's stay here tonight."

He spoke as if it were a spur-of-the-moment decision, but Manjushri clearly saw the stubbornness that flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, but," Manjushri's first thought was of Sirland's ashen face, clearly furious.

Is it going to be difficult for them to stay now?

Clearly, Manjushri's concerns were not unfounded.

Because just as they left the room, they happened to run into Sirland, who was coming downstairs.

He was holding a glass of water, his face expressionless, and walked straight into the living room as if he hadn't seen them.

Holoyen, holding the lord's hand, blocked their path and said bluntly, "We're sleeping here tonight."

"Go back to your home and sleep," Sirland said without even lifting his eyelids, turning his foot to walk around them.

But he had only taken two steps when a little creature suddenly appeared behind him—Heroy had somehow followed him out. He grabbed Sirland's leg and looked up at him pleadingly, "Please don't be mean to my father, okay?"

Sirland looked down at the little ball of flesh clinging to his trouser leg, his lips twitching. In the end, he didn't slap it with a "Get out!" like he would with his unfilial son.

He frowned, gently pulled the trouser leg out of Yi Yi's hand, and then walked to the sofa with his water glass and sat down.

Seeing this, Heroion didn't care whether he agreed or not, and directly led the male master upstairs. They walked familiarly to the door of the room at the end of the corridor where he used to live, and turned the doorknob...

Hmm? No, that's not right.

He stood at the door, stunned.

The room had clearly been disturbed by insects. The sheets had been changed to one with little stars printed on them, a plush bunny sat next to the pillow, and a bedtime storybook was half-open on the bedside table.

Heroion looked at the marks that didn't belong to him and felt a sudden unease.

This mansion clearly has so many empty rooms, why is it that his room is given to Yi Yi to sleep in?

Couldn't we let the robot bug clean out another room?

The disappointment he felt about the dilapidated starship hadn't completely dissipated, but now it was replaced by a surge of anger at Silland for "not doing anything to the insects."

Wenshu didn't think anything of it. He walked over and smoothed the edges of the blanket and pillow, then glanced at the plush rabbit on the bedside table. He instantly guessed that Xierland had put a lot of thought into Yi Yi.

He turned to Heroion and said, "It seems we don't have any spare clothes."

"Yes," Herroyne said confidently.

He walked to the wardrobe and opened the door. As expected, all his previous clothes were neatly hung on it, and they were spotless.