"Recently, the Interstellar Police Department cracked a large-scale illegal gland trafficking case, arresting 51 group members and leaders..."
The wobbly wine glass was slammed heavily onto the solid wood table, spilling the bright red wine onto the red velvet tablecloth, leaving a few drops of stain.
"A bunch of useless trash!"
Chu Sheng grabbed a glass and smashed it against the butler who was hanging his head at the door. Red wine dripped down his hair and onto his white shirt.
The butler lowered his eyes, showing neither sadness nor joy.
"What's going on with the military region?"
Chu Sheng leaned back on the sofa, and a scantily clad maid tactfully stepped forward to massage his temples.
"The police have no evidence against you. Yu Zhen has sent a lot of people to protect Zhou Siyu under the pretext of protecting the families of high-ranking officials." The butler reported word by word: "The Yu family seems to have noticed something and may continue to investigate in secret."
Chu Sheng waved the servants away, walked up to the butler with his hands behind his back, pinched his chin, and looked into those emotionless eyes before slowly asking, "Do you know what you did wrong?"
"I know." The butler's face was expressionless as he spoke in the same casual tone as when discussing what to eat that day: "We tried to alert the enemy, but failed to obtain Zhou Siyu's gland."
After the anti-imperial war, a large number of Alphas died. The family with the most and highest-level Alphas among the five major families of Yu, Chu, Zhou, Lin and Qin will be able to control more power in the future.
Unfortunately, among the descendants of the five major families, apart from Yu Wei, a high-ranking Alpha, the quality of the glands of the others was mediocre.
Chu Sheng's wife, Zhang Rou, bore him several children, all of whom died young except for Chu Yunmu. The immense blow caused Zhang Rou to suffer a complete mental breakdown, and she shot herself, destroying her glands.
Even so, Chu Sheng did not intend to let Zhang Rou go. Through various channels, he discovered that Zhou Siyu's gland could be transplanted into Zhang Rou's body without causing rejection.
He offered a high reward on the black market for Zhou Siyu's glands, and was about to succeed, but unexpectedly, the Interstellar Police and the Alliance Army intervened.
"If you make a mistake, you must be punished." Chu Sheng removed his hand and patted the butler's face. "Do you know what to do?"
"Know."
The butler opened the secret room with practiced ease, went inside, took off his shirt, knelt on the ground, and clenched his fists at his sides.
The door to the dark room slowly closed. Chu Sheng picked up a whip and lashed it hard across the butler's back. Each strike was heavier than the last, until the butler's back was a bloody mess with not a single good piece of flesh left. Only then did he stop.
What should we do next?
Chu Sheng threw down the whip, sat on the stool, and beckoned to the steward with his finger.
The butler lowered his head, concealing the humiliation in his eyes, and crawled to Chu Sheng's feet, enduring the pain, and kissed the back of Chu Sheng's hand.
The pheromones burst forth like a storm, sweeping across every inch of land. Delicate roses swayed in the wind and rain, their vibrant red petals falling one by one.
After venting his anger, Chu Sheng got up with satisfaction, slowly dressed, stepped over the unconscious person on the floor, took a quick shower, changed into clean clothes, and left the manor in a grand procession.
Not long after Chu Sheng left, the butler, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, struggled to get up, dressed, and slowly moved back to his room while holding onto the wall.
Inside the exquisitely decorated teahouse private room, Qin Ye sat upright on a soft cushion, sipped his tea, and slowly raised his eyes to glance at Chu Sheng, who was entering through the door.
"How confident are you?" Chu Sheng took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, then sat cross-legged next to Qin Ye. "What's the meaning of inviting me here?"
“Seventy percent.” Qin Ye smiled and gestured for the waiter to hand Chu Sheng another cup of tea. He then slowly said, “Zhou Siyu’s glands are already very mature. It’s hard to guarantee that a forced transplant won’t cause rejection.”
“That’s not what you said before.” Chu Sheng took a deep breath. “I want 100% success.”
"I can't do it." Qin Ye smiled and played with the cup in his hand. "But if it's Yu Wei's gland, I'm 100% sure."
Chu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. How could he not have thought of that? With the glands of a high-level Alpha, how could he not get a high-level Alpha?
“There’s another problem. Zhang Rou is no longer able to have children.” Chu Sheng frowned slightly. “I can’t find an Omega around me who can handle his pheromones.”
"Zhang Rou is infertile, but isn't there still Wen Mian?" Qin Ye put down his cup. "You haven't forgotten who your eldest son's father is, have you?"
Chu Yunmu is Chu Sheng's son, but not Zhang Rou's son. He is the son of Chu Yunmu and the steward Wen Mian.
Wen Mian is the son of the previous steward of the Chu family. He grew up with Chu Sheng and differentiated into an Omega with an A-grade gland. To repay the kindness of the Chu family, he voluntarily stayed by Chu Sheng's side.
In order to smoothly inherit the Chu family, Chu Sheng married Zhang Rou, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family. However, Zhang Rou's children either miscarried or died young. In order to stabilize the Zhang family, Chu Sheng forcibly took her away and tricked Wen Mian into giving birth to Chu Yunmu, claiming that she was Zhang Rou's child.
“Yu Wei’s glands are not mature enough, making transplantation simpler and reducing the chance of rejection.”
Qin Ye took off his gold-rimmed glasses and slowly wiped them clean; this offer would definitely impress Chu Sheng.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements." Chu Sheng took a sip of tea and sighed, "Yu Zhen is really lucky; his only offspring is a high-level Alpha."
"Just lucky." Qin Ye's eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "If it weren't for Lin Ling, Yu Zhen would have no descendants."
They had finally managed to damage Yu Zhen's glands and render her unable to reproduce, but Lin Ling turned out to be a complete madwoman. In order to go to the battlefield to save Yu Zhen, she forcibly dissected the seven-month-old Yu Wei and put her into a culture tank. Only after the situation stabilized was she put into an incubator to take care of her.
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