After the league ended, Holy Dan Academy gave the mecha department students a few days off to take a good break. Most times, students could easily take leaves, but this time, Jiang Qian had a legit reason for a break.
The day before heading back to Charles, his star network browsing history was still marked with a certain name. Charles, the country’s king, was trying to figure out a way to get Jiang Ling back to Charles. Even those promises he made, Jiang Qian knew about them through Sang Qi’s information.
He couldn’t imagine that his father would want to make Jiang Ling his heir just because he discovered his talent. Even if the other party had spiritual talent, it wasn’t as polished over the years of training as his. After this incident, Jiang Qian’s expression became more resolute and indifferent, no longer showing any signs of joy.
This change was most evident in his attitude towards Sang Lan.
His main purpose in going back was to petition his father for his engagement to Sang Lan. At such a crucial moment, Sang Qi, as a key minister of the Charles Star, was much more helpful than the Ji family.
Moreover, the situation on Burke Star was aligning with his intentions. Staying away was the best option, preferably until he became the heir. Walking towards the King’s palace, Jiang Qian brought back the outstanding record from the league and was about to report it.
As he entered, King Charles of Charles, with a gloomy expression, was in discussion with Sang Qi, whom he trusted more, about how to retrieve Jiang Ling from Chu Wenyu’s grasp.
“Father, the mecha league has concluded, and taking advantage of the break the academy provided, your child has returned to report the results to you,” Jiang Qian first bowed respectfully before speaking in a resonant voice.
Tall and robust, with a handsome face and graceful demeanor, Jiang Qian presented the league certificate to Charles and then stood by his side, casting a deep gaze at Sang Qi. Seeing Sang Qi sigh, Jiang Qian understood that his father still wanted Jiang Ling back.
Charles momentarily paused the conversation with Sang Qi, turned his head to glance at Jiang Qian, and nodded. Jiang Qian handed the league certificate to Charles, who, after a brief look, nodded approvingly. However, he immediately turned to Sang Qi to continue discussing countermeasures.
Charles had always taken pride in Jiang Qian. In the past, his reaction would not have been so indifferent; at the very least, he wouldn’t have been sparing with his praise. Jiang Qian, with his dark and deep gaze, sensed a deeper threat.
To avoid sitting idly, Jiang Qian spoke again, “Father, on this return, your child also wishes to request something.”
“What is it?” Charles asked.
“Your child and Sang Lan have grown up together. Since my elder brother dissolved his engagement with him long ago, I wish to get engaged with Sang Lan.”
As soon as the words fell, Sang Qi glanced at Jiang Qian, then immediately turned his gaze to Charles, adopting a humble posture. He was calculating in his mind; the current situation was not as clear as it used to be. However, Jiang Qian succeeding would be a better outcome for the Sang family. After all, Sang Lan had completely offended the Crown Prince, and their engagement had been dissolved.
Charles’s expression became solemn for a moment. Although he had previously looked down on Sang Lan, this time, he seemed a bit hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he directly stared at Jiang Qian and asked, “Little Qian, have you heard about the conflicts between Charles Star and Burke Star recently?”
“Heard about some,” Jiang Qian cautiously replied, unsure of Charles’s intentions.
“Charles Star has always been at odds with Burke Star. I’ve been enduring it for years, hoping to unleash my revenge once you mature. But this time, the king can’t bear it any longer.”
“How does your current strength compare to Chu Wenyu?” Charles looked at Jiang Qian, who was not yet twenty but appeared mature and dependable.
Thinking about the limited combat information on the young king of Burke Star at the academy—terrifying and mysterious, yet not necessarily invincible—Jiang Qian responded, “I lack experience, perhaps at a slight disadvantage, but my winning odds are not zero.”
Upon hearing this, Charles’s worries seemed to lessen.
“Little Qian, I agree to the engagement between you two. The king also has a task to assign to you.”
“Your brother is trapped on Burke Star and can’t return. I want you to lead a team of elite armed forces to Burke Star, using the excuse of inviting your brother to participate in the engagement ceremony and bring him back. If Chu Wenyu refuses, then forcefully bring him back. I know this mission is fraught with difficulties; you must not engage in unnecessary battles. Just take advantage of the chaos, coordinate with your brother, and return immediately to Charles once you have him.”
As King Charles mentioned Chu Wenyu, his face darkened. Since the other party was arrogant and unyielding, he had to respond in kind.
Jiang Qian’s heart sank, and he looked deeply at his father, who was full of anger. It turned out that, in the end, it was all for Jiang Ling.
Charles listened to Jiang Qian’s silence for a while and then said slowly, “This mission is extremely dangerous. If you are unwilling to go, I won’t blame you.”
After all, it was another’s territory. To complete the task, they had to act swiftly before the Burke Star military gathered. They could only act when Chu Wenyu was off guard. Although success was not easy, escaping wouldn’t be difficult. Charles was somewhat hopeful.
“Father, is my brother aligned with our wishes?” Jiang Qian asked in a cool tone.
He had worked hard to gather rumors about the relationship between Chu Wenyu and Jiang Ling. He felt somewhat cynical. Perhaps his brother was enjoying himself there, or else why would he leave his spiritual talent unused and study therapy arts?
Thinking of the shameful things Chu Wenyu had done to Jiang Ling, Charles felt disgust.
“Your brother must be thinking about how to break free from that tyrant’s control. Can he possibly want to stay there?” Charles waved his hand, deeming it unnecessary to discuss such matters.
“When he returns, both of you train diligently, work together as brothers. Sooner or later, we will properly deal with Chu Wenyu.”
Jiang Qian smirked inwardly but nodded on the surface, “Your child will prepare well.”
That was an agreement.
Seeing King Charles’s surprised expression, Jiang Qian found it amusing.
Agreeing to go was one thing; whether he intended to bring back Jiang Ling was another matter. At worst, he could simply claim he was powerless.
However, this was not Jiang Qian’s ideal outcome. His primal goal in agreeing was to seize the opportunity to deal with his good brother during the chaos, ensuring his peace of mind. As for Chu Wenyu, he needed to think about how to achieve two goals with one stone. If it didn’t work out, it was okay; after all, Jiang Ling was his ultimate goal.
Chu Wenyu’s recent spiritual state had worsened, unable to sleep with his eyes open all night, as if there was a battle going on in his spiritual domain.
Jiang Ling, being his closest person, quickly noticed this. Recalling Chu Wenyu’s previous remarks about not wanting others to treat him, Jiang Ling became even more eager to completely cure Chu Wenyu’s condition.
Non-congenital conditions1Non-congenital or acquired diseases are those acquired over the course of a person’s life and are not present at birth. like this inevitably have underlying causes, which must be understood to address the issue effectively. However, when Jiang Ling asked Chu Wenyu, he couldn’t extract any useful information. It seemed to have happened suddenly, at least according to Chu Wenyu’s words.
“Don’t worry; it’ll be fine after this period. Besides, having you by my side to comfort me anytime is enough. It doesn’t really affect me, and this condition is incurable,” Chu Wenyu understood his body very well. He knew the cause and had vaguely anticipated the consequences when he made that decision.
Moreover, there had never been any precedent in related materials. As long as he maintained his alpha characteristics, he wouldn’t get better.
But he was determined never to become an omega again. His status, his everything, wouldn’t allow him to do so.
So, as long as he could alleviate the pain, that was already good enough. He felt sorry for Jiang Ling, who tirelessly researched day and night.
“How does Your Majesty know it’s incurable? Don’t be so negative.” Jiang Ling, after temporarily soothing the power in Chu Wenyu’s consciousness, opened his eyes.
For some reason, he kept dreaming of the original story where Chu Wenyu’s spiritual disorder erupted during a battle with the male lead. Hence, he felt uneasy.
The causes of the volatile spiritual power disorder varied greatly, but there was always a way to find out. Currently, Jiang Ling’s direction was very vague. If it were an ordinary patient with a much lower spiritual power level than him, this step wouldn’t be necessary. But Chu Wenyu, as the only villain in the original text who could contend with the male lead, was not that simple at all, nor could he be compared to the model he treated in the virtual space that day.
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