Chapter 34: Imperial Army

Xie Qingge sneered: "Huaiyu, he actually dared to speak to you like that; you must give him a taste of his own medicine."

Ling Wu looked at Yin Huaiyu's repulsive face and asked: "Do you think your life is more noble than Qi Yu's, is that it?"

"Isn't it?" Yin Huaiyu extinguished his phone screen, and the moment he looked up, his pitch-black eyes were as sharp as a falcon's: "This world is born unequal."

"I have power and influence; I was born to enslave people like them."

"Ling Wu, you are willing to debase yourself by spending every day with this kind of Special Student."

Ling Wu could almost see the ugly face of the entire aristocratic class on his face—that was a ferocious, exploitative, man-eating face.

"I've truly been taught a lesson."

Thank you for reminding me; when dealing with people like you, there is absolutely no need to start from a humanitarian perspective.

Ling Wu pulled Qi Yu up: "Let's go."

Several bodyguards in black blocked the doorway.

Qi Yu rolled up his sleeves, revealing the firm muscles on his forearms, and looked at Ling Wu: "Hide behind me."

He was very skilled; he knocked down the few bodyguards in a few swift moves, then grabbed Ling Wu's hand and ran outside. Their clothes fluttered as they quickly disappeared from the third floor.

Xie Qingge was anxious: "Huaiyu... should we chase them?"

"You go chase them?" Yin Huaiyu's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he pinched Xie Qingge's thin chin with two fingers, like looking at a commodity waiting to be sold: "Tsk... still not pretty enough."

Far worse than the original.

Xie Qingge swallowed his saliva.

What did that mean?

He wasn't pretty enough.

But he knew Yin Huaiyu was narrow-minded and had a dark psyche.

Ling Wu was going to have a miserable time.

Yu Shixue walked in from outside the cafeteria and saw Ling Wu and Qi Yu standing side by side, with Qi Yu's hand still holding his wrist. He found it a bit of an eyesore and gave a piece of advice: "Ling Wu, you had better look out for yourself."

No one could retreat unscathed from Yin Huaiyu's hands; they would inevitably pay a price in blood.

The reason the Yin Family was clean and had no illegitimate children, and was seen by outsiders as a breath of fresh air among wealthy families, was fundamentally because of Yin Huaiyu.

When he was very young, he showed great interest in firearms and ammunition. He was thrown by the family's Elder Council into remote and dangerous tropical ancient forests for training, spent years lurking on the Dark Web, and was even more adept at hiring hitmen to kill.

Hiring assassins on the Dark Web to quietly dispose of illegitimate children, then distancing himself completely afterward.

Or rather, there was no one in the wealthy families who was innocent.

Moreover, Yin Huaiyu was someone who studied painting.

Painters' psyches were mostly repressed.

Yu Shixue didn't expect a response and went upstairs on his own. He saw the mess on the floor and knew Yin Huaiyu had already vented his anger.

"Don't get angry so easily; those hands of yours still need to be kept for painting."

Yin Huaiyu suddenly raised his eyes, revealing a somewhat cruel smile: "They can also kill people."

After a while, he returned to his good-natured appearance: "Just kidding, they say one should maintain a good state of mind."

Yu Shixue sat down beside him, saw the new face of Xie Qingge, and asked listlessly: "Who is this?"

"Xie Qingge, my boyfriend." Yin Huaiyu crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, patted his face lightly, and lifted his chin slightly: "Go over and say hello to Shixue."

Xie Qingge stood up: "Young Master Yu."

"Hmm." Yu Shixue didn't even look at him directly: "Sit."

Even he could tell that the person in front of him was found by Yin Huaiyu by modeling him after Ling Wu, just a cheap, inferior product. The sycophancy and fawning in his eyes were about to overflow, making one feel nauseated for no reason.

His appearance wasn't pretty enough either.

Seeing him about to sit down, Yin Huaiyu tapped his fingertips rhythmically on the sofa, his brows and eyes sharp, showing complete arrogance: "What's the rush?"

"Go over and keep Shixue company."

"He should quite like you."

Xie Qingge's face turned deathly pale. How could he not hear that these words were treating him like an object to be given away at will? He trembled: "Huaiyu... I... am I not your boyfriend?"

Seeing him afraid, Yin Huaiyu found it interesting: "I didn't say you weren't."

"Don't you like to curry favor with the powerful? I'm paving a bright path for you; what, you don't like it?"

"Or are you saying you want to be a whore but still want to set up a memorial arch for your chastity?"

Xie Qingge was so humiliated he was about to cry. He was as embarrassed now as he had been arrogant and smug when facing Ling Wu just a moment ago: "It's not like that!"

"Huaiyu, I only like you."

Yin Huaiyu suddenly laughed: "Like what about me? My family background, my looks, or do you like that I have power and influence?"

The countless people in Sike Academy who followed one after another were merely after these few points.

Xie Qingge's face flushed red: "I... I..."

After a long while, he couldn't say a coherent sentence.

Yin Huaiyu's contempt grew even deeper. He kicked his calf with the tip of his shoe; his eyes were cold, but his tone was gentle and lingering: "What are you still standing there for?"

Xie Qingge walked a few steps toward Yu Shixue, but before he could even touch the hem of his clothes, he was scolded: "Enough, if you don't mind being dirty, I do."

"Don't let just any stray cat or dog in here."

Yin Huaiyu seemed to have gotten the answer he liked. His temperament shifted, and he pulled Xie Qingge into his arms again, his fingertips rubbing against his waist, his tone ambiguous: "Look, baby, only I like you."

"My things, no one else dares to want."

"Understand?"

Xie Qingge nodded like a quail: "Un... understand."

Yin Huaiyu stopped teasing him and threw a document bag out of the bag behind him, his enchanting face rarely serious: "Take a look."

"What?"

Yin Huaiyu: "You'll know once you see it."

Two days ago, a cargo ship belonging to the Yin Family was loaded with billions worth of arms, traveling through the Yu Family's maritime transport route, bound for the Federation and other vast, lucrative arms markets; it was intercepted just as it was about to sail out of the Empire's territorial waters.

"Who did it?" Yu Shixue lit a cigarette: "Daring to break ground on the head of Tai Sui."

"It couldn't possibly be the Jin Family."

The Jin Family holds several patent libraries for weapons research and development, as well as a professional think tank; in their early years, they focused only on biological gene research, but ten years ago, they shifted into arms channels.

At first, they only purchased large quantities of weapons from the black market at low prices and then conducted private sales; these private sales were usually aimed at foreign national armies or private armed Organizations, earning profits from the high price differences.

Later, once they had their own armory, they simply started developing weapons themselves.

It could be said that they split the sky in half with Yin.

Yin Huaiyu: "The Jin Family signed a clause with us, so they wouldn't secretly breach the contract; besides, the interests of the Four Great Families are inseparable, with me in you and you in me. That old fox Jin Liangjin wouldn't allow infighting that would let outsiders take advantage."

Yu Shixue: "...... Then who is it?"

Xie Qingge really did not want to hear these secrets of the wealthy families; at this moment, they were practically sitting on pins and needles.

"Of course, it's the Imperial Army that has been lying dormant for decades," Yin Huaiyu stretched their neck: "The most elite unit from back when the Imperial Family still existed."

Yu Shixue found it absurd: "Hijacking arms, wanting to restore the Imperial Family?"

Yin Huaiyu: "Very interesting, right?"