Indeed, no one believed it, not even Yu Chen himself.

After all, his post was related to Yun Xunlan—but the connection wasn’t about being able to follow Prince Shao closely; it was all about that “oath” that could make him feel miserable for an entire day.

Every time he thought about the ten-year service period of the Imperial Guard, he felt like he might have to endure this kind of life for another ten years! Yu Chen felt like he was running out of breath.

Karma.

It was truly the consequence of his thoughtless words and actions.

Yu Chen’s mood was heavy, and yet Fu Yanxi was right there, chattering away: “Look, you’re not talking again. Is it because I hit a sore spot and you can’t find the words?”

“I’m speechless because you’re so trashy.” Yu Chen shot Fu Yanxi a look of disdain, saying, “With your tiny tolerance level, how could you even stand there?”

Don’t be fooled by the fact that there were many omegas surrounding Yun Xunlan right now. Based on the simulated pressure they endured during training, if Yun Xunlan released his pheromone pressure, even omegas of slightly lower rank wouldn’t be able to stay in the same banquet hall as him; otherwise, they would feel extremely uncomfortable.

And Fu Yanxi had a poor tolerance for Yun Xunlan’s pheromone pressure; he was the type who would immediately kneel at the first whiff of high concentration, like a kitten caught by the neck, unable to move. Among the nine elite guards, he had the worst performance.

“What can I do?”

Fu Yanxi, with his stubborn mouth, refused to admit his shortcomings and even tried to drag Yu Chen down: “Who can resist the charm of the Third Prince? You wouldn’t be able to either.”

Yu Chen raised an eyebrow: “I wouldn’t?”

“You just can’t. You might hold up for a moment, but you can’t last forever. No one can withstand the Third Prince indefinitely.” Fu Yanxi emphasized each word, “Absolutely not.”

Yu Chen replied honestly: “But I’m holding up.”

Fu Yanxi insisted on his view: “You’re just forcing it.”

Men can’t stand being told they’re not capable.

Especially when Fu Yanxi, who was the least capable under Yun Xunlan’s pressure, kept saying that Yu Chen was not capable—he had said it more than once.

“I’m forcing it?”

Yu Chen’s already limited patience was completely exhausted. He sneered, “Fu Dog, you really make me laugh. If you can’t handle it, don’t blame the road for being uneven. You might as well call over those omegas by the Third Prince’s side; they could stand straighter than you and hold up better. Don’t let Colonel Dick see them and feel compelled to give them a top-notch award while you’re here putting on makeup for your coffin—dying for face.”

Fu Yanxi: “Yu Dog, you—”

Yu Chen: “Your dad.”

Fu Yanxi: “Damn, I—”

Yu Chen: “Your grandson.”

The pig teammate Gui Yan added a jab: “Wait? Your generational titles don’t match!”

Fu Yanxi immediately questioned Gui Yan: “Which side are you on?!”

“Of course, I’m on your side, Brother Xi.” Gui Yan pledged his loyalty, “But what breed of dog is Yu Chen? Why is he so aggressive?”

Fu Yanxi retorted: “A dog that bites doesn’t bark, and a barking dog doesn’t bite. He’s got both sides covered; what kind of dog do you think he is?”

“Whatever kind of dog he is, let it be…” Gui Yan began to advise Fu Yanxi to lighten up, “Brother Xi, after all these years, when it comes to barking and biting, we’re no match for him.”

Fu Yanxi: “?”

How did you manage to insult three people in one sentence?

“When it comes to anything, you’re no match for me, oh, except for being trash.” Clearly, when it came to indiscriminate attacks, Yu Chen was better, “Gui Yan, Fu Yanxi is way stronger than you in this regard, but that can’t be helped; after all, he’s a natural talent, and you should feel a bit inferior.”

Yu Chen didn’t use a single curse word, yet every sentence was a lethal blow. Gui Yan gasped, no longer daring to speak. He felt that if this situation didn’t escalate into a fight, it wouldn’t end well. To his surprise, Fu Yanxi didn’t say anything in response, and even his previously rapid breathing had calmed down quite a bit.

Gui Yan felt this was extremely abnormal: “Brother Xi, why did you give up so quickly today?”

He really deserved to be scolded; otherwise, why would Fu Yanxi question if he was a spy sent by Yu Chen? When the battle was fierce, he was eager to pour water on the flames but couldn’t find the right moment. Now that the fighting had stopped, he was unwilling to let it go peacefully and wanted to stir things up: “You haven’t even been hit yet.”

Fu Yanxi didn’t have time to deal with Gui Yan’s traitorous remarks. He straightened his back and said without looking away, “Let’s fight later; for now, don’t talk. The Third Prince is watching us.”

Gui Yan quickly shut his mouth and struck his best pose.

Yu Chen also pressed his lips together, his blue eyes deeply fixed on the silver-haired alpha in a platinum suit not far away. In fact, his gaze hadn’t left the young man the entire time, as this was the duty of all the guards tonight—never let the Third Prince leave their line of sight.

They had to treat him like a delicate sprout breaking through the soil, pouring all their affection and attention onto him.

But the young man rarely turned his gaze toward them.

All Yu Chen saw was him smiling at that group of omegas.

Or maybe he wasn’t smiling, but Yu Chen couldn’t tell; after all, the prince’s naturally upturned lips always made it seem like he was smiling, looking at everyone that way.

Gui Yan then said, “The Third Prince seems to be smiling at me.”

Fu Yanxi replied, “You’re mistaken; he’s smiling at me.”

Gui Yan insisted, “No! It’s definitely me; the prince is even walking in my direction!”

Fu Yanxi countered, “Wake up! The prince is coming in my direction.”

Yu Chen didn’t join their little competition for the title of King of Clowns and ruthlessly shattered Fu Yanxi and Gui Yan’s fantasies: “The prince is heading toward the entrance of the banquet hall; the two of you together don’t even compare to a big door.”

Gui Yan: “……”

Fu Yanxi: “……”

Yun Xunlan was indeed heading toward the entrance of the banquet hall, but halfway there, he was stopped by an alpha.

This alpha was tall and exuded the aura of a mature man. Even though there were a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes, it didn’t detract from his handsome face.

The guards all recognized this face; to be precise, no one in the entire galaxy didn’t recognize this face—the current head of the galaxy’s number one financial group, the Jian family, the top alpha Jian Chexiao.

Yun Xunlan greeted him, “Uncle Jian, you’re here too? I don’t remember sending you an invitation.”

“Yeah.” Jian Chexiao held up a glass of champagne, shaking it as he smiled and said, “Uncle gave you 18% of At one as a birthday gift, but you wouldn’t even send me a birthday invitation. Uncle is really heartbroken.”

At one was a medical company under the Jian family. Before Yun Xunlan independently developed the ninth-generation omega suppressant, At one had almost monopolized the entire galaxy’s suppressant business. The Jian family had always had a tense relationship with the royal family, especially since Jian Chexiao was also famously known as the ex-husband of the late Empress He Chubai of the Galactic Empire.

So when Yun Xunlan’s ninth-generation omega suppressant caused a huge impact on At one’s revenue, everyone thought the Jian family would respond in some way. In the end, Jian Chexiao’s response was to give Yun Xunlan 18% of At one’s shares as a coming-of-age gift on his birthday.

“Thank you for your gift, Uncle Jian.” In response to Jian Chexiao’s accusation, Yun Xunlan explained, “I sent an invitation to Wenxi; it’s the same if the Jian family comes through him.”

“But I haven’t seen Xiao Xi; he hasn’t arrived yet, has he?”

Jian Chexiao exaggeratedly looked around, his voice not lowered at all, even carrying a hint of intentionality: “Well, if he were here, where would you see any other omegas?”

Who didn’t know that the person attending the banquet today was Jian Wenxi, Jian Chexiao’s nephew, one of the heirs of the Jian family, and also the childhood friend of the Third Prince? The omegas that had originally gathered around Yun Xunlan scattered upon hearing Jian Chexiao’s warning words, thinking that since the Third Prince’s consort had not been decided yet, it would be better to leave and avoid the Jian family’s sharp edge. Moreover, judging by Yun Xunlan’s words, he didn’t seem to like Jian Wenxi.

Because he said, “Uncle Jian, Wenxi and I will always just be good friends.”

Jian Chexiao seemed to have not heard this sentence. He squinted his eyes, his gaze on Yun Xunlan’s face appearing dazed and distant, as if he were looking through the young man at someone else: “Lanlan, you’re really starting to look more and more like your father.”

“Is that so? But Dad said I look more like my mother.” Yun Xunlan met his gaze, his tone cold as he said, “Uncle Jian, you really should get your eyes checked.”

Jian Chexiao threw his head back and laughed heartily: “No need to check; I’ve been blind for many years.”

After laughing, he looked back at Yun Xunlan and said very seriously: “Lanlan, marry Wenxi. Have a child, and I’ll give him half of all the Jian family shares under my name.”

Fearing that Yun Xunlan might misunderstand, he emphasized again: “Shares, not stocks.”

“If you don’t want to get married, that’s fine; just have a child. No matter if the child is an alpha, omega, or beta, I’ll give him half of the shares.”

Exchanging a child for 50% of the Jian family shares was a deal that couldn’t be found anywhere else in the world that was simpler or more advantageous.

As for why Jian Chexiao was so obsessed with matchmaking him and Jian Wenxi, Yun Xunlan had a rough idea—Jian Chexiao didn’t have his own children, and Jian Wenxi looked a lot like him, sharing an inseparable blood relationship.

Just like himself and his father—the late Empress He Chubai shared the same blood.

Hearing this, the system couldn’t help but curse: “What’s the point of having a child? Hurry up and get Yu Chen over here to slap him twice.”

No matter how good-natured Yun Xunlan was, his expression turned cold at this moment, and he spoke four resolute words: “Absolutely impossible.”

Seeing the silver-haired alpha’s demeanor, which indeed had a hint of the coldness of Emperor Yun Qihe, Jian Chexiao narrowed his eyes at those golden pupils unique to the royal bloodline that he despised the most. He downed his champagne in one gulp, turned, and placed the empty glass on the table: “Lanlan, don’t rush to make a decision; think carefully about what Uncle said.”

After saying that, Jian Chexiao walked back to Yun Xunlan, raised his arm as if to pat Yun Xunlan’s shoulder.

But Yun Xunlan was quick to step back half a step, avoiding Jian Chexiao’s hand.

Jian Chexiao didn’t mind at all, stepping beside Yun Xunlan, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and lowered his voice: “Have you and Wenxi come up with any new inventions in the lab? Someone in the black market is willing to pay 3 billion star coins for your manuscript. This time, Uncle will help you out, but next time you’ll have to figure it out yourself; after all, you’re an adult now.”

Yun Xunlan stared straight ahead, his tone devoid of emotion as he said, “I’ll pay you back for this money, Uncle Jian.”

Jian Chexiao laughed: “Uncle has watched you grow up; this little money, what’s there to talk about paying back?”

Yun Xunlan’s expression was indifferent: “Then I’ll give it to Wenxi.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Xunlan’s wristband vibrated. Before he could check it, Jian Chexiao seemed to predict it and said, “Sure. It’s probably a message from Xiao Xi, right? You two should chat more and cultivate your feelings.”