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Ye San! The first person Ye Huan saw upon opening his eyes in this world was him. Throughout the entire day, it was Ye San who took care of all of Ye Huan's daily needs. To put it plainly, Ye San was Ye Huan's personal servant, but due to certain reasons, his status within the Ye Family could only be described as that of the lowest servant.
Upon seeing Ye San's flustered appearance, Ye Huan suddenly remembered something—he had killed someone! Yes, even though the victim was a ruffian, it was still murder, and that fact was undeniable. What Ye Huan did not know was what kind of punishment awaited for killing someone in this country.
What if...
What if he were dragged away to pay for his life...
Ye Huan hurriedly pushed that thought aside and gently nodded at Ye San. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, with witnesses and evidence present, even denying it would likely have little effect. The only thing Ye Huan could do now was pray that his identity as the eldest young master of the Ye Family would help mitigate some of his crimes.
To Ye Huan's surprise, he thought that after hearing this news, Ye San would consider how to deal with the laws of this world. Instead, Ye San sprang up in an instant and dashed toward the direction of the Ye Family estate.
As he ran, Ye San shouted loudly, "Murder! Our eldest young master Ye Huan has finally committed murder!"
Ye Huan: "..."
Watching Ye San sprint ahead while shouting at the top of his lungs, Ye Huan began to doubt whether he was truly a servant of his family. Not only did he fail to think of a countermeasure after the incident, but he also seemed eager to spread the news everywhere!
In the crowd, many people were taken aback by Ye San's shout. It wasn't until he had run quite a distance that they seemed to remember something and hurriedly began asking those around them:
"Who did that guy say this person is?"
"I think he said it's the eldest young master of the Ye Family, Ye Huan? I’m not sure if I heard it right!"
"Ye Huan? The one who made headlines in the capital five years ago? He is the eldest young master of the Ye Family? Oh my goddess, where did I put my tickets from the Gambling House..."
The discussions were not enough to satisfy them. Suddenly, someone from the crowd rushed out of a nearby courtyard, carrying an old hen. With a sheepish grin, he approached Ye Huan and said, "Young Master Ye, could you please kill this chicken?"
Ye Huan swore that after learning about the memories of this body, he had developed a deep hatred for chickens. Without a second thought, he picked up the long sword that had already been damaged on the ground and effortlessly sliced the hen's neck, letting it bleed out.
"Wow!" "Oh!" "Damn!" "Quick, let's go to the Gambling House!"
Upon witnessing Ye Huan's actions, countless older men in the crowd lit up with excitement and rushed in one direction—toward the largest Gambling House in the Capital of Huaxia, the Treasure Pavilion!
Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Ye Huan tragically realized that none of the many people present seemed to notice that he had just killed an animal!
"Um, Young Master Ye, can I have my sword back?" Just as Ye Huan was reaching his limit with frustration, a timid voice came from behind him...
Feeling annoyed, he returned the damaged sword to the guard at the entrance of the Warrior Association and promised to replace it with a better one next time. He also wanted to inquire about what to do after killing something; after all, leaving a corpse at the entrance of the Warrior Association seemed rather inappropriate.
The process had been thrilling, but the outcome was hard to believe.
Through the guard's response at the Warrior Association, Ye Huan finally understood something: not only would no one care if he killed a Ruffian, but even if he made a hole in the palace, no one would dare touch him—after all, he had a father who was a Ninth Level Warrior.
Additionally, in a corner of the crowd, Ye Huan noticed several members of the royal capital's elite guards clad in black armor. It turned out they had arrived before Ye Huan clashed with the Ruffian but had refrained from intervening due to Ye Huan's special status.
Retracting his gaze, Ye Huan found it hard to muster any enthusiasm to continue wandering around after such an incident. He stored away his Desert Eagle using his Summoning Book and staggered toward where the Ye Family was located...
Now, Ye Huan was like Court Chief Summoner Durei IV; he had gained control over his Summoning Book and could summon items from it. However, Ye Huan's Summoning Book was quite unique—the things he summoned did not belong to this world at all, and their power could not be compared to anything else.
Standing once again at the entrance of the Ye Family estate, this time everyone within seemed to regard Ye Huan differently.
It was well-known that early-stage summoners were often seen as useless; their Summoners posed no threat to anyone. In contrast, Ye Huan faced four First-Level Warriors as a Level One Summoner and successfully killed one. Such an achievement was enough for him to regain some authority as a master in front of the servants of the Ye Family!
Under the gaze of so many eyes, Ye Huan felt a bit embarrassed. After scratching his head, he revealed a sunny smile and headed towards his room.
"Did you see that? The young master just smiled at me!"
"Hey, that was a smile directed at me!"
"Stop arguing. Have you all forgotten what the little princess said five years ago when she was released from the palace?"
Due to the presence of the Second Lady in the Ye Family, the maids also made up a significant portion of the household. In the past, when Ye Huan lacked strength, they showed no interest in him at all. But now, things were different; just a single smile from Ye Huan had stirred up quite a commotion among them, leading to disputes.
Someone mentioned five years ago, and suddenly all the maids quieted down, their expressions turning unusually stiff.
Five years ago, the little princess had declared that if Ye Huan could kill a chicken before turning twenty, she would marry him. Now, with only a few days left until his twentieth birthday, Ye Huan had not only killed a chicken but had taken lives beyond that. Shouldn't the little princess fulfill her promise?
Ye Huan didn't think of this at first. Once inside his room, he began studying his Summoning Book. However, the entire royal capital was thrown into chaos due to Ye Huan's actions earlier that morning!
At the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion, all the gamblers who had staked their fortunes on the little princess's words five years ago gathered there. Each held a yellowed receipt in their hands, shouting in unison: "Return my money! Return my money!"
In the Dragon Hall Headquarters, the largest ruffian gang in the royal capital, Long Batian, a sixth-level mage and founder of Dragon Hall, sat silently on a high chair in the center of the hall. His expression was so dark it seemed like it could drip water. Countless core members of Dragon Hall dared not even breathe loudly beside him, fearing they might offend Long Batian at such a moment.
"Send my orders: kill Ye Huan and let the Ye Family know that Dragon Hall is not to be trifled with!" Long Batian gritted his teeth and made this decision after a long silence.
Inside the royal palace, in the little princess's room, she was now eighteen but still nestled in her mother's arms, constantly whining: "Mother, I don't want to marry that coward Ye Huan! Please don’t let it happen..." As she spoke, she rubbed her head against her mother's chest and soon realized that her mother had developed far more than she had.
Thus, throughout the morning, discussions about Ye Huan filled every corner of the royal capital. Those who knew about him were talking about him; those who didn't were trying to find out more. If this were the Twenty-First Century, Ye Huan would have already become an overnight sensation.
However, Ye Huan remained oblivious to all this. He was deeply engrossed in further research on his Summoning Book. Remarkably, during just this brief period in the morning filled with countless summons and recalls, he discovered with delight that after Desert Eagle was recalled into his Summoning Book and summoned again, its magazine was automatically filled with bullets.
What did this mean? It meant that Ye Huan's Summoning Book was essentially a mobile arms depot—resources could be replenished at any time!
Understanding this, Ye Huan excitedly took only a couple of bites of his lunch before continuing to play with his Desert Eagle, his mind constantly imagining the heroic image of himself wielding the weapon.
In the afternoon, a luxurious carriage appeared at the Ye Family's doorstep. Durei IV stepped down from the carriage with a dark expression and rushed straight to Ye Huan's room without saying a word. When he saw Ye Huan fiddling with a silver object, his anger flared even more as he grabbed Ye Huan by the ear.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Ye Huan exclaimed in panic as he hurriedly put away the Desert Eagle, shouting in distress.
This scene did not escape Durei IV's notice...
"Hey, Ye Huan, was that thing you were just playing with summoned by you?" Durei IV asked, staring intently at Ye Huan's empty hands. He released his grip on Ye Huan's ear, his face filled with suspicion.
As far as he knew, a Summoner's Summoning Book could only contain creatures summoned from it. When had it become possible to summon inanimate objects?
Ye Huan awkwardly smiled, unsure how to respond to Durei IV. How could he explain that the Desert Eagle was a product of the Twenty-First Century? If he did, Durei IV would probably dissect him for research!
"Forget it. Since you don't want to talk, I won't press you. Everyone has their own secrets. I'm not here to teach you; I've been sent by the Current Sovereign to summon you to the palace." Not wanting to delve deeper, Durei IV understood well that every genius had their unique quirks and simply stated his purpose.
To the palace? Why did he have to go again?
Ye Huan grumbled internally but decided not to refuse this time. Durei IV had made it clear that the Current Sovereign wanted to see him; there was no way to evade such a request. What puzzled Ye Huan was why the Current Sovereign wanted to meet him.
Standing up, he quickly walked over to the wardrobe, intending to change into some appropriate clothes before heading to the palace. As he opened the wardrobe door, an incredibly beautiful face suddenly flashed through his mind...
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