CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 99 MY FAMILY RULES WILL TEAR YOU APART SORRY

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Le Yu naturally wouldn’t willingly go to the gathering place of silver and blood, the evil thorny flower family’s headquarters - Jing Garden.

But according to the Jing Family rules, on the middle of every month, all direct lineages of the Jing Family must gather together for a family dinner, to strengthen relationships, report situations, assess rewards and punishments, announce matters, which according to Le Yu’s understanding is basically like holding a class meeting.

People like Jing Zhengwei, who are direct lineages of the family, must go to the Jing Family early in the morning to welcome external relatives and guests. Le Yu could shout loudly ’my destiny is dictated by myself and not by heaven, how can I bow and scrape to serve the powerful, what need is there to explain my actions to people’ to refuse this internal social activity of the capitalists, but really, it’s not doable.

Because all the power and foundation of Jing Zhengwei does not come from himself, but from his identity as the ’Jing Family Young Master’. Whether it is Red Moon Fortress or Hongling Maritime Trade, Jing Zhengwei is able to operate these organizations at low cost because everyone is afraid of the Jing Family behind him.

Take for instance the warehouse battle last night, if Jing Zhengwei was not the Jing Family Young Master, other crew members might not have just sat and watched the show. The head captains of the Black Flag have great prestige in their hearts, if Black Flag raised his arm and called out, coupled with the presence of gold and silver treasures all around, the probability of crew members fighting bloodily with Yin Minghong and others would’ve been high.

But Black Flag did not raise his arm to call out.

The crew did not rush into action either.

Were they afraid of Jing Zhengwei? No. Jing Zhengwei is just an ordinary person with two eyes and one mouth; should a firearm sound, he too would die, there is nothing to fear.

What they are afraid of is the Jing Family behind Jing Zhengwei, afraid of what the Jing Family represents: the Silver Blood Association.

Le Yu thinks the identity of people like Jing Zhengwei can be summarized with a term from his previous life: Celestial Dragons.

Even though Jing Zhengwei’s position in the Jing Family is precarious, he is definitely not an existence that bottom-level civilians can infringe upon. If Jing Zhengwei were dead, the Heyang Army would certainly be dispatched, and anyone who acted would have absolutely no chance of escaping Xuanzhu County.

Thus, Black Flag did not incite others, because he knows his calls would not be responded to, instead throwing others into dire straits.

Therefore, the crew watched helplessly as the captain was killed, and afterward obediently accepted Le Yu’s punishment, because they had no choice.

That is Le Yu’s reason for having no choice but to attend the Jing Family’s banquet.

There is no choice in being a good person, no choice in being a bad person.

Even being a Celestial Dragon is without choice.

If Le Yu wants to continue using Jing Zhengwei’s identity to get things done, he must cooperate with Jing Family rules.

Regardless of whether he helps White Night, or wants to enjoy the decadent capitalist lifestyle, Jing Zhengwei’s position cannot be temporarily lost. Losing it is not impossible, but he would have to wait until Le Yu transfers some assets, as his ’Journey to Break Through the Secret Realm’ needs powerful financial support.

After some whimsical thoughts, the car had already passed through the ’Sea Cape Gate’ that separates inner and outer. Sea Cape Gate is located just at the end of the inner harbor, viewed from any other direction it looks as though it simply stands at the end of the earth, hence the name.

Though named Sea Cape Gate, in essence, it is no different from a fortress. The stationed soldiers are fully armed, the city walls are equipped with firearms, the nearby sea is secretly tethered with iron chains, and the city gate passage takes 30 seconds to pass through, showing the thickness of the city walls.

Upon entering the inner city, it feels like even the air is sweet, this is not exaggeration, but a genuine perception.

While the outer city, too, has an elaborate sewer system, it is still common to defecate and urinate openly anytime, Le Yu still doesn’t know if there is anyone responsible for cleaning the ground - possibly not. The dark ground seems to be a crystallization of feces, urine, and dirt, though prolonged exposure has made it customary.

After all, sanitation has always been a major issue for city counties, Star Engraving County hasn’t resolved it either, having lived in Star Engraving County for so long, Le Yu has long stopped caring.

However, the inner city is different, the ground is paved with clean bricks; every evening, someone clears the trash and sweeps the streets, and every few steps a Patrol Execution Guard can be seen. Yet, unlike those in the outer city who care for nothing, the Patrol Execution Guards here oversee everything, casually relieving themselves being naturally out of the question.

No vendor peddling wares, no arguing aunts, even no beggar singing with a broken bowl; the surroundings become comfortably quiet and the pedestrians are well-mannered, the shops are luxuriously clean, even the Patrol Execution Guards are those who do acts of valiance.

Suddenly, Le Yu thought of Bai Yulan.

Living like a person... For Bai Yulan, among the people he has seen, those who live in the inner city are probably the closest to being ’people’?

Le Yu is not coming to the inner city for the first time, previously he had gone to Celestial Street for shopping - he heard Celestial Street gathers goods from around the world, he wanted to see if there was Coke or the like, he’s getting tired of honey Five-Flower Tea.

The result was just like that.

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Since his trip to Celestial Street, Le Yu hasn’t come back to the inner city.

Even though the inner city ground is cleaner than the outer, the air fresher than the outer, everything is better than the outer, he hasn’t come back.

The vehicle slowed to a stop, Mi Die said: "Sir, we’re here."

As Le Yu stepped out of the car, he saw a pair of stone lions guarding the main gate with a plaque covered in red lacquer and gold dust hanging overhead, bearing two large iron strokes: Jing Garden.

A middle-aged housekeeper at the door seemed to have been waiting for some time: "Welcome back to the estate, Young Master."

"Qing Lan." Le Yu turned his head to glance back, Qing Lan hurriedly put down the book in her hand, put her glasses into her skirt pocket, gracefully and politely followed behind Le Yu, accompanied by Guards entering Jing Garden.

Suddenly, Le Yu felt his arm being held; he turned his head to see it was Qing Lan, softly asking: "What’s wrong?"

"Sir, I am a bit... nervous." Qing Lan said timidly.

"No need to be nervous." Le Yu said calmly: "No one here will bully you."

Jing Family’s banquet had another peculiar rule, which is that all adult male direct lineages must bring one female of their age home, she can be wife or concubine, the family background, appearance, and character don’t matter, but there must be someone.

No one knows why such a rule exists, but the effect is very apparent: The majority of Jing Family juniors marry and begin their lineage early, among the three brothers of Jing Family direct lineages, other than Jing Zhengwei, the others already have well-matched fiancées.

Though Jing Zhengwei changes brides every month, no one looks down upon him for it, nor bullies him - Jing Zhengwei is tiered just the same as popular candidates for the patriarch, Jing Zhengwu, and Jing Zhentang; if his women were bullied by family members, his brothers would tear those family members to apology with family rules without Jing Zhengwei having to lift a finger.

"Greetings, Young Master." On the way, a rotund uncle with a bearded face greeted Le Yu.

"Hello, Third Uncle."

"Greetings, Young Master." Yet another plump man greeted Le Yu.

"Hello, Third Cousin."

"Greetings, Young Master." Again, a rotund figure with a fleshy brain and intestines greeted Le Yu.

"Hello, Second Uncle."

Upon seeing this, Le Yu has no more hope left in the Jing Family.

Indeed, these Jing Family folks, like other rich people, for the most part, are a group of dead fat people who do nothing but eat and play all day!

The reason he doesn’t like coming to the inner city is that there are simply too many fat people!

When walking on Celestial Street, a group of meatball tanks is seen everywhere, often with a plump and lovely companion nearby!

This harsh reality hardens Le Yu’s resolve to destroy the Silver Blood Association.

This group of capitalist fatties has no future!

"Brother."

Le Yu raised his head and saw a handsome, congenial young man who resembles Jing Zhengwei walking toward him.

It’s his brother in name, Jing Zhengwu.