"Huang Ye, I've been swamped with official duties lately and haven't been able to visit you."

"I heard you've regained consciousness and can move around again. I'm really glad."

"Saving you back then was the right decision. I can finally face my brother with a clear conscience."

Huang Ye glanced at Qing'er.

Qing'er quickly introduced, "Young Master, this is your godfather, the City Lord."

"Hello, Godfather!"

"Mm!" City Lord Wu's eyes were slightly moist.

"Good child, good child."

"Godfather, Qing'er told me that you spared no effort to save me. I will always remember this kindness."

Huang Ye couldn't quite tell if the City Lord's emotions were genuine or if he was just a superb actor.

"Silly child, we're family, no need for formalities. Your parents are gone, so you're my own son now. The Huang family's assets will be returned to you during your coming-of-age ceremony."

Huang Ye was taken aback. Assets? From what the City Lord said, it seemed his parents left him some assets.

How much are these assets worth? Would taking them away significantly impact the City Lord's family? If so, the whole storyline becomes clear.

No, he couldn't demand these assets now, nor could he ask how much they were worth. He understood the principle of "a man without a crime, but possessing a treasure invites trouble."

After a quick mental calculation, he had a plan.

"Godfather, the family business isn't important to me. I'm just grateful to be awake."

"Besides, I don't know how to manage these assets. There's no need to return them to me."

"My current plan is to recover fully and, while I'm young, focus on martial arts. I want to become a martial arts expert like you. It's more prudent for you to manage the family business."

"Haha, I can manage it for you, no problem. But during your coming-of-age ceremony, by tradition, it must be transferred to your name. Otherwise, people will talk, and it will be hard to convince them."

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"Godfather, I don't understand these matters. You decide, and I'll follow your arrangements."

"As long as you don't make me manage those assets, I'm not interested in business. I just hope to become a martial arts expert like you."

"It's good that you have such a passion for martial arts. I'll think about finding a master for you."

"Godfather, I've heard there's a Martial Arts Academy where I can study martial arts. Once I'm better, I'd like to go there."

"Mm, that's a good idea. Once you're recovered, I'll arrange it for you."

"By the way, you're almost of age. By tradition, you should marry and have children. I'll have your aunt find some suitable noble ladies for you."

"Godfather, that's not necessary. I've just woken up and am only thinking about the path ahead, not marriage and children. Having these two maids to care for me is enough."

"Alright, there's no rush. If either of the maids bears your child, they can become concubines, and we can decide on a main wife later."

Qing'er and Yue'er immediately lowered their heads, their faces burning.

They were both puzzled. Despite their frequent intimacy, neither of them had shown any signs of pregnancy.

Their expressions didn't escape the City Lord's notice. How did this young man, just awakened, manage to win over these two maids? Could he be a womanizer?

"Alright, I'll be going now. Rest well, and once you're better, I'll arrange for you to go to the Martial Arts Academy."

"Thank you, Godfather. Take care."

City Lord Wu left the courtyard with his two attendants.

"What do you think?"

"City Lord, I think the Third Young Master is in good condition. His aura is stable, not like someone who has just recovered from a long illness."

"Indeed, I felt the same. His speech was clear and coherent."

"Yes, I didn't expect him to be in such a state. Do you think he's genuinely interested in martial arts?"

"Whether true or not, since he wants to go to the Martial Arts Academy, there's no harm in letting him."

"He's about to come of age. Even with intense training, reaching the Martial King realm is difficult."

"Sigh! It would be great if that's truly his intention."

"What do you mean, City Lord?"

"The reason he spoke so clearly today was to convey that he's fully recovered."

"He didn't mention how he became foolish, which means he already has suspicions. By giving up the family business, he's avoiding further trouble."

"He's smart. Learning martial arts is for self-preservation."

"He declined my offer to find him a master and chose the Martial Arts Academy instead, suggesting he doesn't even trust me and wants to leave here temporarily."

"That can't be. You saved him from the brink of death."

"Haha, if you were in his position, you'd be suspicious too."

"City Lord, I think it's more dangerous for him to go to the Martial Arts Academy."

"If he wants to go, let him. None of my wives are easy to deal with. Let's see how his fate unfolds."

"Sigh! I've brought trouble upon myself," the City Lord muttered.

"It's not your fault. No one expected him to suddenly recover at this critical moment."

"Fortune or misfortune, it's hard to tell. We'll take it one step at a time," the City Lord said helplessly.

"City Lord, perhaps we should act first to avoid bigger trouble."

"Fool! I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Say it again, and don't blame me for being ruthless."

With that, he vanished, flying out of the mansion.

The two attendants exchanged glances. The City Lord's words were too profound for them to grasp his intentions.

If they acted rashly, they'd bear the responsibility if things went wrong.

For now, they'd stay put. Competing for favor was one thing, but risking their lives wasn't worth it. Better to play it safe.

They made a show of saying goodbye and returned to their quarters, each with their own thoughts.

Huang Ye was also deep in thought. The City Lord's visit was proper, like an elder visiting a recovering junior.

His words and actions were flawless.

Huang Ye knew that even with his two lifetimes of experience, he couldn't match such a cunning old fox.

To become a City Lord, one must have a sharp mind.

Fortunately, the City Lord agreed to his request.

Going to the Martial Arts Academy would distance him from the City Lord, eliminating a major threat for now.

He could handle Martial Kings, but he didn't believe he could contend with a Martial Emperor like the City Lord, given his short training period.

Unless he obtained a super-powerful system, his current trashy system was hopeless.

By expressing disinterest in the family business, he gave the City Lord peace of mind, reducing the likelihood of murderous intent.

He didn't expect the City Lord to believe him, but he was being truthful.

He had no interest in the Huang family's assets.

As a cultivator, he should have broader horizons.

Even if he wanted to make money, with the system, there would be plenty of ways.

In those transmigration novels, the protagonist could become a tycoon just by making soap.

He had a modern system capable of building planes and cannons.

Now, he just needed to find cultivation manuals at the Martial Arts Academy, which was his main focus.