Yuan Yi timidly approached Bai Shaoqing, weakly twitching his dark, fluffy, fan-shaped ears, and asked, "Little Daddy Shaoqing, His Highness Agares won't hear that I want to pursue Jiang Jiang and pet my fur, and he'll think I'm trying to steal his girlfriend and bombard me with his fighter jets, right?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Yuan Yigun.

Especially since Si Mubei was full of wicked thoughts, he opened his mouth and let out an extremely exaggerated howl: "Little kitten, so my ex-son-in-law was attacking you, not me, then I'm relieved!"

Yuan Yigun shuddered and hugged Bai Shaoqing's arm, his ears twitching and his voice trembling: "Little Daddy Shaoqing, Gungun doesn't want to be bombarded, Gungun still wants Jiangjiang to pet his fur!"

This kitten is absolutely adorable.

Despite being so afraid, she still longs to pet her furry friend.

Si Mubei, with his mischievous humor, said, "Little kitten, if all six fighter jets fire at once, bang! You'll be blown to bits!"

Yuan Yigun's eyes widened as he shrank back and weakly reminded Si Mubei, "Mama Mubei, if I get bombed, you won't escape either. We're on the same aircraft!"

Si Mubei: "..."

That was too hasty!

The kittens weren't scared.

I was outmaneuvered by the kitten.

Damn it!

"Slap!" Fu Huan slapped Si Mubei on the back of the head and pointed outside the aircraft: "You damn tombstone, open your dog eyes and look! Those six fighter jets are escorting you, the basic treatment for a prince!"

"Stop bombarding you? Stop showing off like a peacock, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Si Mubei: "..."

dog?

Unworthy to use a sledgehammer?

"Exactly!" Yu Feifei chimed in without any attempt to hide her disgust. "A dog is a dog, it has no basic common sense at all!"

"This is the capital planet of the Troia Empire. If he bombards you with fighter jets from the capital planet, he'll be on the international front page of the star system tomorrow!"

"How could he, a prince and marshal, be so stupid as to tarnish his reputation and achievements with the help of a little brat like you?"

Si Mubei: "..."

No wonder these scumbags can't become bosses; they have no sense of self-preservation whatsoever and have completely forgotten that they are thieves, thieves, thieves.

Si Mubei crossed his arms over his voluptuous chest and grumbled, "If he wasn't bombarding us, then what was he doing following us?"

Yu Feifei grabbed his hand that was wearing the quantum computer.

Si Mubei almost jumped up: "What? What?"

Yu Feifei, strong as an ox, grabbed his hand, opened his personal terminal, and showed him the location information her daughter had sent him. She raised her chin to indicate, "The location information my daughter sent you is the second ring of the capital star of the Troia Empire."

“Our former son-in-law is a prince of the Troia Empire. The first thing he did upon returning to the capital planet was, of course, to report to His Majesty where the Emperor of the Troia Empire is located, on the first ring of their capital planet!”

"Even an idiot knows that the First Ring Road and the Second Ring Road are closely connected and follow the same route. How could your stupid brain possibly lead you to think that our former son-in-law is going to attack you?"

Si Mubei: "..."

They were severely humiliated.

I can't live like this anymore.

Fu Huan reached out and ruffled Yuan Yi's fluffy head, echoing Yu Feifei's words and adding insult to injury: "Little kitty, your Mu Bei's mother is a bit dim-witted. She just likes to scare cats and wants to see them get angry. Don't take it personally. Be good, I'll cut off his allowance later!"

Si Mubei: "..."

It's not easy to find someone to take care of you in your old age, so why should your allowance be cut off?

Yuan Yigun grew a little bolder. Although Fu Huan's father's petting wasn't as comfortable as Jiang Jiang's, it was better than nothing. He rubbed his head against Fu Huan's hand, looking like a cat that had been petted to its heart's content: "Okay, Fu Huan's father, I'll stop Mu Bei's mother's allowance for six months, oh no, three months!"

Si Mubei: "..."

no……

He just scared the cat a little, didn't he?

Is it really necessary to be so cruel to him?

"this……"

"Shut up!" Yu Feifei interrupted Si Mubei, glaring at him as he was about to speak. "My Qingqing thinks you're too annoying, so shut up right now!"

Bai Shaoqing: "..."

No, I don't mind. Jingyu's friend is his friend!

Si Mubei: "..."

Do these little bastards not know how powerful he is?

Why do you dislike him like that?

Si Mubei angrily drew circles on the aircraft with his foot to curse them, but his daughter chased him out when he turned around. Humph!

An hour and a half later, their aircraft landed on the lawn of Abel Manor. Before they could disembark, Agares' aircraft also landed nearby.

Si Mubei pressed his face against the aircraft window, his eyes squeezing into a cross shape: "Yu Feifei, didn't you say our former son-in-law went to the palace? Why is he here?"

Yu Feifei: "..."

How could she know?

Fu Huan stroked his stubble-covered chin and said in a deep voice, "The Abel Manor was a gift from His Majesty the Emperor of the Troia Empire to the Prince Agares' Mansion. So, they are going home, while we are visiting relatives!"

Si Mubei slumped back in his chair: "Fine, they've stumbled into a den of thieves, we've stumbled into a den of soldiers. Let's just wait to die!"

With a whoosh.

The door of Bai Shaoqing's aircraft opened, his handsome face flushed, and his voice was gentle and unhurried: "Jingyu, come down quickly, His Highness Agares is not an unreasonable person!"

Yu Feifei is a husband-obsessed woman; whatever her husband Qingqing says goes. She immediately stepped off the aircraft with her long legs.

As soon as Yu Feifei went down, Fu Huan grabbed Yuan Yi and rolled down as well.

Si Mubei had no choice but to bite the bullet and go down with them, since he couldn't spend the night on the aircraft.

Hilt, the head steward of Abel Manor, was waiting for guests at the manor's entrance with Ding Huixian when they unexpectedly encountered His Highness Prince Agares, the former owner of Abel Manor who now only had the right to reside there.

He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Welcome home, Your Highness! You've had a long journey!"

Agares nodded slightly and said, "Deacon Hilt, you've worked hard too. These are the Princess's family members, so please treat them well!"

The Princess's family?

Didn't the Princess Consort and His Highness get divorced?

Why does Your Highness still call her Princess Consort?

Hilt paused for a moment, suppressed his doubts, and bowed even lower, his respect impeccable: "Yes, Your Highness!"

The families of several princesses were respectfully invited into their rooms and escorted to guest rooms by the manor's maids and servants.

"Wait a minute!" Si Mubei watched his former son-in-law walk past his room with a tall and straight posture, and asked Hilt, "Mr. Hilt, which room is my daughter staying in?"

Hilt took a step back, respectfully spread his hands, and pointed in the direction Agares had walked: "Your Highness's room is the largest master bedroom on the second floor, and it's the last room on the second floor!"

Si Mubei pointed towards the inner room and said, "I heard from my daughter that this manor belongs to her?"

Hill nodded: "Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Si Mubei's voice turned serious, and he questioned, "This manor belongs to my daughter. Is it all show and no substance, or is it lacking in guest rooms? Why did Agares, who divorced her, go to my daughter's room with your tacit approval?"