769 Why Pick On Us? (1/2)
”The School of Kismet State remains true to its hundreds of thousands of years of legacy indeed. Such an ability to manipulate is truly exceptional. How utterly impressive!”
”All of a man's weakness is contained in these two lines.”
Yun Yang looked over the commotion that stirred underneath as though it had never calmed down, as well as the civilians who were incited to worship Nine Supremes. A sigh escaped him.
Such a sense of veneration and worshipping was supposed to be an incredible feat for the empire. However, the way it was currently being utilized by the School of Kismet State had turned it extremely foul.
These people had borrowed the great name of justice and kinship in such a manner that the national officials could not hit back nor intervene directly!
To intercept these people overtly? To disallow people from expressing their devotion to Nine Supremes?
What would come of that?
Doing so would be immediately labeled burning the bridge upon crossing the river. It was keeping the bow after the birds were hunted. It was being so meritorious that the ruler was cautious... it was…
Such an action would trigger an endless wave of retaliation instead! It might even result in a rebellious strike!
Yun Yang went on a search, finding Bao'er's presence swiftly. He saw Bao'er in the palace; accompanying him was a prim and proper little lady hugging a snow white kitten in her embrace. It seemed like… Big Whitey?
”Big Brother Bao'er, can you teach me to write and practice, pretty please?” The small girl stared at Bao'er, her big, bright doe-like eyes filled with adoration.
This young little big brother was absolutely remarkable to her. He was not too much older than her, yet he knew how to write, read and make logical reasonings – he even knew martial arts!
Wow! He was absolutely the best! She was head over heels in adoration!
Yun Yang was flabbergasted. Was this not Deputy General Wang Zhuang's little girl, Nannan? The girl was about five or six years old now and was visibly cuter than when he had last seen her.
”Me? My uncle is even better.” Bao'er was heard saying. ”I learned what I know now from my uncle.”
”Your uncle is so good!” Nannan said adoringly, ”Do I know your uncle?”
”My uncle? Of course, you do,” Bao'er spoke with a slightly mocking tone, ”He's Lord Supreme Cloud.”
Flowers almost bloomed from Nannan's eyes. Her hands were clasped before her as she shrieked in ecstasy, ”Your uncle is Lord Supreme Cloud! I – the one I like the most and adore the most... and he is the eldest!”
She stuttered many more mosts, but could not figure out any other words to describe her elation.
Yet, what she said left Yun Yang speechless for a long time – 'I – how did I become an elder?'
Bao'er could then be heard saying proudly, ”That's – my uncle – that's the most incredible person in this world!”
Farther away, Yun Xiaoyao and the emperor stood aside in silence. Watching the children play, contentment was etched across their faces as they let out some chuckles.
In spite of it, their expressions were grim after the smile. Their faces were stoic, their upturned lips forced.
”I gave this little girl a name.” Yun Xiaoyao was heard saying with a forced smile, ”Do you want to know?”
His Majesty smiled, replying to the question, ”This is Wang Zhuang's daughter? Wang Zhuang had gone on the operation with Nine Supremes then and had fallen at Tianxuan Cliff. Whatever his daughter is named, I think it's just right.”
Yun Xiaoyao said, ”Her family name is Wang. What do you think if she's called… Wang Yi?”
His Majesty turned to look at Yun Xiaoyao, replying with a smile, ”With reference to becoming the motherly model of the nation?”
Yun Xiaoyao chortled, not denying nor agreeing to it.
The emperor pondered before saying, ”Let's temporarily put it as the Yi, as in elegance. We'll go back to it after a few years – after all, one must have the flair of a phoenix if she were to use Yi in reference to the motherly model of the nation!”
”Elder brother's thoughts are well-rounded, for you to say so.”
”Mm. Has Supreme Cloud been contacted?” asked His Majesty.
”He probably already knows,” said Yun Xiaoyao, ”He should be on his way back.”
The emperor paced around before speaking grimly, ”Return? Whatever for? He can't come back – he shouldn't!”