Chapter 382 The Interstellar Insect Emperor Must Save Himself (Thirteen)



Why won't he get angry, fight, or bring Lyme and himself back to the Empire so that he can't be rescued by that senator?

Noticing that Yu Ling was in a bad mood, Lem also felt uncomfortable, as if he had disappointed her. He hesitated and said:

"Did he notice that I didn't act well?"

The fact that a former vice general of the empire could say such a thing shows just how deceptive Yu Ling is, relying solely on her appearance and personal charm when she isn't trying to assert her power.

"This has nothing to do with you, but it seems I really have to take you back to the Empire myself."

Yu Ling, who was used to being handsy, pinched the cheek of Lime, who was radiating coldness.

"Let's stay put for now. We'll set off after we've confirmed that Bennett has left."

Since things have already developed to this point, it's no longer of any use to review what went wrong before. Yu Ling instructed her underlings to clean up the pile of stuff and use it as a weapon to enhance the defense capabilities of the garbage planet, while she went back to being a lazy bum.

Because he was the first to acknowledge the leader, Norston's value increased dramatically. He stood out from the other group of people who had been mentally imprinted and directly took over the job of managing the garbage planet in place of Yu Ling. He was happy every day, and his mouth almost flew off.

Yu Ling was pampered and treated like a local tyrant, while Lem picked and chose among the supplies to enrich his equipment, exercised every day to practice his movements, and was hoping to make a comeback one day. Every day, he would drag his tired body back home and see Yu Ling hanging around in front of him. He was living a very happy life.

However, besides enjoying the work of the remote command system insects on Insect Planet every day, Yu Ling did not completely abandon the mission. His own strength was no match for the technological weapons of a country. He still needed to find an opportunity or excuse to wait for a reasonable opportunity to return to the Imperial Planet.

Every time Yu Ling thought about this, she felt frustrated. Why didn't that unpredictable protagonist show up?!

What he didn't know was that coincidences and accidents are continuous...

Before Salty Fish Jade and Rolling King Lyme could even find an excuse to return to the Empire, they were greeted first by Woolf's most trusted confidants, who had been ordered to pick up the 'kidnappers and prisoners'.

“Young Master Lyme, the councilor has sent us to take you home.”

The bodyguards, dressed in formal attire, were all very familiar to Lyme. He had often seen these men who accompanied his father since he was a child, but he never expected that they could reunite in this way.

But... how did my dad find out that I was on a garbage planet?

Lyme looked bewildered, a wave of unspeakable embarrassment and shyness rising within him. Damn it, that bastard Bennett is inhuman; he was waiting for him here, wasn't he?

However, Lym didn't dare to ask to confirm this himself, so he could only follow them onto the spaceship with a stern face.

Yu Ling: Mad, where did this old man come from that's trying to steal his tools?

The confidants said, "Sir, the congressman instructed that you be taken back with him."

Yu Ling: What a kind person!!!

“Okay, I understand. You’re going alone without your little brother, right?” Yu Ling cheerfully took the lead and boarded the spaceship first, showing no sense of crisis.

Lyme, however, was getting anxious: "Lancelot saved me. I came to this garbage planet with him voluntarily. Don't make things difficult for him!"

Lancelot was the original owner's name, and also the name Yu Ling adopted when she went out to meet the locals. The implication was clear, and Lyme even thought his father was going to be ruthless towards the kidnappers who had abducted him.

The confidants were speechless. Which eye of yours saw them trying to make things difficult for your sweetheart?

"Don't worry, we won't make things difficult for him. You can board the spaceship first, and we can discuss the rest with the councilor when you get back."

Seeing that no one had come in yet, Yu Ling ran out again in a few steps and poked her head out of the doorway: "Hey, where did my prisoner go?"

Lyme: "Coming."

Yu Ling's words still worked.

The confidants have once again witnessed what double standards truly mean; it's unbearable to watch!

The senator's private spaceship was really useful; it was much faster than the old pirate spaceship that Yu Ling had picked up. It didn't take much time either. Even without worrying about the spaceship's damage, it only took about a week for the spaceship to land in the private territory of the Imperial Capital Star.

Under relaxed supervision, Lyme and Yuling showed no signs of being escorted and disembarked from the spaceship one after the other.

The citizen bracelet on Lyme's wrist, which had been ringing incessantly ever since it connected to the StarNet, was now buzzing with a series of message notifications. It seemed to be private messages from his friends on the capital planet.

But he didn't even have time to look, because a fist full of fatherly love was already coming straight at him.

Woolf repeatedly warned Lyme to put his own life first, except, of course, in war where lives were at stake.

But the fact that his son, after failing in his power struggle, still dared to defy Bennett is clearly a result of the child's disobedience. And what do you do when someone is disobedient? Give them a beating!

This was Yu Ling's first time visiting the Lem family, and the first thing he saw was this harmonious and friendly scene of 'fatherly love and filial piety'.

Stop him? No way! They're handling their family matters; what right does a complete stranger like him have to interfere?

When Lyme finally felt ashamed and asked to stop, the still vigorous old Woolf stopped her fists, which she had just warmed up, and pulled her son, who had been beaten to the ground, up from the ground.

"You little brat, you actually know how to come back? Why didn't you just die here? Is it less fun to drift in space than at home?!"

Furious, Woolf berated Lyme, venting her anger before finally calming down and focusing her attention on the well-behaved and quiet Yuling beside her.

"Were you scared? Don't be afraid, this is actually a family tradition."

Woolf then performed a Sichuan opera face-changing act on the spot, her smile warm and friendly as she spoke.

"Don't worry, if this kid ever dares to bully you again, just come to me for backing up, and I'll beat him to a pulp!"

As he finished speaking, Woolf glared at his good-for-nothing son. Good heavens, the boy was even more handsome than he appeared in the video. Upon closer inspection, he was also a 3S mental strength expert. Woolf wished he could take him in as his godson on the spot.

Lem was completely bewildered by his father's strange attitude. However, he had been thinking about explaining things to Yuling the whole way, and after he came to his senses, he pulled the equally stunned Yuling to his side.

"His name is Lancelot. He's the one who rescued me from space. Don't scare him!"

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