"Bribery? Impossible. Don't forget who your mother is," said the middle-aged woman.
Terry Yang nodded. He knew exactly what was behind his mother, so he relaxed and said, "Mom, do you think that kid is really Second Uncle's son?"
"I want to know that too. But either way, he has to die. It must be before your grandfather comes out—otherwise, it'll be much harder to kill him later," the middle-aged woman said.
Terry Yang nodded. "Yeah, he must be killed. Too bad for Aunt Lydia."
"You feel sorry for her? Don't forget how she treats you most of the time," said the middle-aged woman.
"She's always so harsh with me. It's weird—why is she so special to that kid?" Just thinking about how Lydia Yang cared for Evan made Terry Yang jealous.
"Isn't it obvious? Lydia's relationship with your Second Uncle and Third Uncle is better than with your dad. Plus, she has a bias against me and your father, so naturally..." said the middle-aged woman.
"I see. No wonder. If that's how it is, I won't hold back," said Terry Yang.
The middle-aged woman nodded.
Meanwhile, Evan Yang followed Lydia Yang around the clan city. Along the way, she kept introducing him to others, as if Evan had appeared out of nowhere. This made it hard for people to accept, but thanks to Lydia's reputation, some timid ones responded politely.
Evan Yang took it all in, and he could clearly see the suspicion in those people's eyes.
"What's your full name?" Lydia Yang asked, curious.
"Me? My real name is Evan Yang," Evan replied.
"Evan Yang? Liam Yang and Ice-Cold Lady... Evan Yang, so that's how it is," Lydia said, connecting the names.
"Ice-Cold Lady? That's my mother's name?" Evan said in surprise.
"When I first met your mother, I only knew her name, not her background. But one day, my brother—your father—came to me and Third Brother, saying they were being hunted and had to flee. We wanted to ask my father for help, but Second Brother refused, then vanished. When he appeared again, he..." Lydia paused, feeling a surge of grief.
"I just learned my mother's name," Evan muttered to himself, deeply curious about who hunted his parents, who kidnapped his mother, and who drove his father into madness.
"But your grandfather—the current patriarch—also bears responsibility. If he hadn't stopped us back then and let us go with them, we could have helped. Things wouldn't be like this now," Lydia said, her eyes reddening.
"So you resent the patriarch?" Evan suddenly asked.
"That's right. Not just me—your Third Uncle does too. The patriarch even forced him to do things he didn't want to," Lydia sighed.
Evan Yang was curious about his Third Uncle, whom he hadn't met yet. He was about to ask more when Lydia Yang spoke up, "Looks like someone can't sit still anymore."
Evan Yang quickly realized that someone seemed to be watching him, and he was shocked. "Who are these people?"
"Other families," Lydia Yang replied.
"Other families? Why are they following us?" Evan Yang asked suspiciously, watching them.
"I'm not sure of the details, but one thing's certain—they're here because of you," Lydia Yang said.
Evan Yang grew even more curious. He wanted to catch someone and ask, but his strength was limited, so it wasn't likely. Lydia Yang could handle one, but if there were several, it would be trouble.
"Let's stay in the city. They won't dare make a move here," Lydia Yang said.
Evan Yang nodded. "Alright."
Elsewhere, a wine beggar was wandering on a planet, preparing some things and planning to head to the Star Sea.
"Have you heard? The Yang Clan is about to change," someone said.
"That's right. Out of nowhere, someone appeared claiming to be Second Young Master Liam Yang's son. It's really strange," someone said.
"Yeah, a lot of people don't believe it, but Miss Lydia Yang and Steward Lee Yang both think so. Even Patriarch Raymond Yang issued an order: whoever dares touch him will have their soul destroyed," another replied.
"I think it's almost certain. Otherwise, the patriarch wouldn't have given such an order," someone else said.
"We'd better stay out of it. If anyone with ulterior motives hears us, it'll be trouble," another advised.
"That's right. Let's just drink our wine," someone said.
The Wine Beggar dropped his cup, as if he'd been shocked by something. Everyone stared at him—he was famous for scamming food and drink, so many people recognized him.
They couldn't understand why he dropped his cup, but his face clearly showed he was extremely agitated.
Then everyone witnessed something unbelievable—the Wine Beggar suddenly vanished. Those who had bullied him before were so shocked their legs trembled.
The Wine Beggar was extremely agitated. He took out his Transmission Stone, which he hadn't used in a long time, and activated it. Lydia Yang's Transmission Stone wasn't working, so he contacted Lee Yang instead.
"Third Young Master, are you alright?" Lee Yang was excited to see the Wine Beggar contact him.
"You don't need to worry about this. I just want to know if the recent rumors are true," the Wine Beggar asked.
"What rumors?" Lee Yang asked.
"Has my Second Brother's son really arrived? Is it true?" the Wine Beggar asked excitedly.
"It's not fully confirmed yet, but all signs indicate he's Second Young Master Liam Yang's son and carries the Yang bloodline," Lee Yang replied.
"Where is he? Who exactly is he?" the Wine Beggar pressed, unable to contain his excitement.
"You know him," Lee Yang answered.
"I know him? How could I possibly know him?" the Wine Beggar said, incredulous.
"Third Young Master, once I explain everything, you'll understand," Lee Yang said.
The Wine Beggar listened closely, and Lee Yang explained everything that had happened, including all the events in the Star Sea.
After hearing it all, the Wine Beggar looked shocked. "You mean it was him—the one who healed me?"
"That's right," Lee Yang confirmed.
"He must be—he must be my Second Brother's child! I always thought his eyes looked just like my Second Brother's. Where is he now? I have to see him!" the Wine Beggar said excitedly.
"He went out with Miss Lydia Yang. They're probably on a nearby planet. In three days, when Patriarch Raymond Yang comes out, they'll return," Lee Yang said.
"Foolish! If anyone knows he's my Second Brother's son, they'll definitely take action!" the Wine Beggar exclaimed.
"Third Young Master, you mean...?" Lee Yang seemed to guess something.
"Quick, help me find their whereabouts!" The Wine Beggar was anxious—he'd missed his chance years ago and didn't want to miss it again. If his nephew died, he'd feel even more guilty.
After receiving the order, Lee Yang immediately sent some trusted subordinates to carry it out.
On the other side, Terry Yang frowned when he received the news. "Mother, Steward Lee sent a lot of people out."
"Did he discover something?" the middle-aged woman asked suspiciously.
"What should we do now?" Terry Yang asked anxiously.
"What else can we do? We'll keep at it until that boy is dead. Besides, no one will know it was us—they'll think it was someone from another family," the middle-aged woman said.
"That's true," Terry Yang nodded.
Just then, a hurried man arrived—it was Terry Yang's father. Seeing Terry and the middle-aged woman, he asked, "Is it true?"
"Dad, you're finally back!" Terry Yang said excitedly.
"That's right, it's almost certain. Plus, the old master gave an order—whoever dares touch him will have their soul destroyed," the middle-aged woman replied.
"I never expected my second brother to have a bastard child," the man frowned.
"I've already sent people to handle it," the middle-aged woman said.
"If I didn't come back, my son's position as patriarch would be in jeopardy," the man said.
"You mean the patriarch will pass the position to that boy?" the middle-aged woman hadn't considered this possibility.
Terry Yang was also shocked—it seemed too unbelievable.
"Yes, with his talent and my father's guilt over my second brother, it's possible. Back then, if my second brother hadn't left suddenly, I wouldn't have gained such prestige in the clan," the man said.
"Looks like he has to die," the middle-aged woman said, more determined than ever to kill Evan Yang.
"That's right. No matter what, we have to kill him within three days," the man said coldly, his eyes fierce.
"He must die," Terry Yang echoed in his heart. He couldn't allow anyone to take his place—this was his lifelong dream, the result of years of effort and cultivation.
Meanwhile, Evan Yang really wanted to find out those people's identities, so he suggested, "Let's figure out who they really are."
"How?" Lydia Yang asked, curious.
"Once we leave the city, they'll definitely make a move. When they do, I'll disappear, leaving them confused. Then you just follow my instructions," Evan Yang said.
"Disappear?" Lydia Yang didn't understand what Evan meant by that.
Evan Yang knew about his own invisibility technique, and Terry Yang knew too, so there was no need to hide it. Since they already knew, he might as well use it.
"Yeah. Let's go," Evan Yang said to Lydia Yang.