Part 2
The moment this was said, the noisy interview area fell into a deathly silence. The camera shutters stopped abruptly. Several senior reporters in the front row exchanged shocked glances, unable to help but gasp. They instinctively took a half-step back. Were newcomers these days really this bold?
Jiang Chenyan, pushed to the edge, looked over. This was the question they had wanted to know all along.
Hearing this, Mu Sian’s narrow eyes squinted dangerously. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached out and lightly pushed aside the microphone shoved in his face. “Hmm, good question. But everything follows the instructions from the higher-ups.”
He tilted his head slightly and gave a light laugh. “It’s not convenient to disclose anything else.”
Jiang Chenyan and Kai Lan understood each other perfectly. Both knew how fast the other’s mind worked. From the beginning, they hadn’t expected to squeeze much information out of them. They had traveled all the way to this planet primarily to facilitate their next move.
As Mu Sian was leaving, his gaze seemed to wander casually toward the crowd of reporters behind Jiang Chenyan.
The warning in that look was so thick it wouldn’t dissipate. He then turned and boarded the military airship under the heavy protection of bodyguards.
The airship’s engine gave a dull roar, kicking up a cloud of dust as it gradually vanished into the lead-grey clouds.
Seeing the protagonists leave, the reporters had no intention of continuing their blockade. The crowd gradually dispersed.
Jiang Chenyan and Kai Lan shared a silent look of understanding and headed west, returning to an inconspicuous budget hotel.
The moment they pushed the door open, Ye Qingyu was standing by the window with her back to them. Beside her were several members of the association. Hearing the door, Ye Qingyu turned around, her brow furrowed as her gaze locked onto Jiang Chenyan.
“In short, there can be no more mistakes.” Her voice was raspy as she couldn’t help but ask Jiang Chenyan, “Are you really going to do that?”
Jiang Chenyan leaned against the doorframe, a faint smile on his lips.
He reached up and patted Ye Qingyu’s tense shoulder, trying to soothe the worry in her eyes. “It’s our best method currently, isn’t it?”
Ye Qingyu was silent for a moment, then asked, “Does Shen Shiyue know?”
Jiang Chenyan withdrew his hand. “He’s so smart, he should be able to guess what I’m going to do.”
Ye Qingyu didn’t continue the topic and walked toward the tea table. She skillfully washed the tea and brewed it. Soon, two cups of fragrant hot tea were placed before Jiang Chenyan and Kai Lan.
She looked at Jiang Chenyan. “Then we’ll go according to plan. I just feel like this is a bit unfair to you, Ye.”
Jiang Chenyan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the warm water. The bitterness of the tea spread across his tongue. He shook his head lightly. “What’s unfair about it? This was bound to happen one day. It’s just facing it sooner.”
Kai Lan sat to the side, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Everyone fell silent. Only the tea steam rose in curls before finally dissipating in the air.
Ye Qingyu suddenly remembered that the Alliance Military Academy was located on this planet. Jiang Chenyan and Kai Lan must be closely linked to this place.
She inconspicuously observed the two. Jiang Chenyan remained as calm as always, but Kai Lan instinctively tightened his grip on his teacup.
They all had unbreakable ties to this place, and each of them carried secrets. These secrets were like fuses buried in the dark—once lit, they would blow the entire plan wide open.
…
Old Master Jiang was over seventy years old, an age meant for peaceful retirement. However, the chaotic collapse of the Jiang family wouldn’t allow him to sit idly.
When the butler tremblingly handed over the asset transfer documents, informing him that most of the family’s arms business was about to be completely absorbed by the Alliance, the old man’s withered fingers gripped the chair armrests tightly.
He suddenly slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Mu Sian, who was standing in the middle of the living room. His voice shook with rage. “Get out of my house! You are not welcome here!”
Hearing this, Mu Sian merely curled his lips into a smile so faint it was nearly invisible. He took a step forward. “I understand your feelings, but the Alliance absorbing these arms industries is to completely eradicate the rebels entrenched on the edges of the star zones, and to save more civilians from the fires of war. You should understand the significance of this better than I do.”
Old Master Jiang’s body jolted, and the fury on his face was instantly replaced by bitterness.
How could he not understand? But the person in front of him was the very culprit who had led to his grandsons’ deaths.
It was true for Chenyan, and even more so for Xuanshen.
“You… you…” The old man pointed at Mu Sian, but before he could finish, a sharp, twisting pain came from his chest. He clutched his heart, his body swaying as if he were about to collapse. The butler hurried to support him.
Mu Sian frowned. He didn’t want to take things to the absolute limit; after all, the Jiang family’s prestige in the star zone still had utility.
He softened his tone. “I came today primarily to notify you. The documents have already taken effect. You only need to sign for confirmation.”
Having said that, he no longer looked at Old Master Jiang’s pale face and turned to go straight to the second floor.
As he walked down the corridor, Mu Sian casually asked a servant for Jiang Chenyan’s room number.
His footsteps stopped in front of that door. A flash of complexity appeared in Mu Sian’s eyes. He truly wanted to see what kind of environment the person he couldn’t let go of had grown up in.
Pushing the door open, the furnishings in the room were just as they had been. A yellowed mecha model sat on the desk, an admission brochure for the Alliance Military Academy was pinned to the wall, and several school uniforms still hung in the wardrobe.
But there were no longer any traces of anyone living here.
An indescribable surge of irritation rose in Mu Sian’s heart. He thought of that person again—that figure who always carried a careless smile.
He regretted it. If only he had caught Jiang Chenyan back then, the man wouldn’t have fallen from the airship, leaving no remains.
In all these years, no Omega’s shadow had ever appeared by Mu Sian’s side. The Alliance high-ranking officials had arranged many political marriages for him. Omegas with pure bloodlines and outstanding abilities had come in endless streams, but he remained unmoved. Everyone thought he was obsessed with power, but Mu Sian knew the truth: he still wanted Jiang Chenyan.
If Jiang Chenyan were still alive, he would lock him firmly by his side at all costs, regardless of the price.
…
The next day, the news of Old Master Jiang filing a lawsuit against Mu Sian in the Interstellar High Court instantly ignited the entire Interstellar Network.
The holographic news screens scrolled with summaries of the petition. People in every corner of the star zone were discussing it. Everyone knew the Jiang family was in decline and the absorption of the arms industry was set in stone. This old man was actually trying to oppose the power of the Alliance single-handedly.
Most people were just there to watch the drama, certain that the Jiang family was doomed to fall.
In the lecture hall of the Alliance Military Academy, a professor was explaining the interstellar arms control regulations with all his might. Half the students below were distracted. They had their optical computers on silent mode, secretly checking the media trends.
Several students in the back row even gathered together, whispering in discussion.
“To be honest, the Jiang family’s situation is too tragic.”
“The Alliance pressuring an old man like that… it’s too unsightly.”
“Shh, keep it down. Isn’t it all for the ordinary citizens? Those rebels have been getting more and more arrogant lately.”
One girl sighed. “If only ‘that person’ were still alive.”
A lower-year junior sitting nearby poked his head over curiously. “Senior, who are you guys talking about?”
“You aren’t from our year, so it’s normal that you haven’t heard of him. He was a legendary figure at our school. What a shame… people still can’t forget his name: Jiang Chenyan.”
“SS+ rank, just gone like that. It really is a shame.”
The junior said, “Hearing you guys talk like this, I’m getting more and more curious. I’m going to search for him.”
…
On the day of the trial, the plaza of the High Court was packed with reporters and onlookers.
When Old Master Jiang, sitting in a wheelchair, was slowly pushed into the plaintiff’s seat by a servant, he didn’t have many supporters. There was no massive legal team, only a few old subordinates standing in the corner with solemn expressions.
The side of Mu Sian and Qi Bai was completely different. They hadn’t only brought a team of top interstellar lawyers but were also supported by many Alliance officials and military generals. The entire defendant’s area was packed, completely overwhelming the plaintiff’s side in terms of presence.
To any observer, the outcome of this lawsuit was decided from the start.
Qi Bai’s side was well-prepared, every word stabbing into the old man’s heart.
“The Jiang family’s current situation is not due to Alliance pressure, but a necessary result of their own disregard for regulations. These pieces of evidence—technical documents showing private modification of weapon parameters, and those encrypted communication records—which one of them isn’t enough to prove the Jiang family has threatened interstellar stability? Out of respect for your age, the Alliance has allowed the Jiang family to retain all non-arms assets. This is already the greatest concession.”
“Furthermore, the Alliance absorbing the relevant industries is not targeted at the Jiang family, but to curb the expansion of rebels and protect the lives of billions of civilians. We understand the plaintiff’s feelings, but the scales of the law always lean toward facts and public interest, not personal emotions.”
As the trial progressed, every time Old Master Jiang’s lawyer raised an objection, it was overruled by the judge on the grounds of insufficient evidence or irrelevance to the core of the case.
It was obvious the scales had long since tipped toward the Alliance. There was no chance of the Jiang family winning this lawsuit.
The old man’s back was hunched, his chest heaving violently. Heavy coughing echoed in the silent courtroom, sounding as if he were coughing up his very soul.
He lifted a withered hand, trying to grasp something, but only felt the cold armrest of the wheelchair. The last flicker of light in his cloudy eyes gradually went out. It seemed there was truly no hope.
Qi Bai and Mu Sian both looked toward Shen Shiyue in the gallery at the same time. The latter was expressionless, completely ignoring their movements. This reaction was truly abnormal.
The judge cleared his throat, picked up the gavel, and prepared to strike to announce the predestined verdict.
Suddenly, the heavy alloy doors were slammed open. With a loud bang, a gust of cold wind blew in. Everyone instinctively turned to look.
A familiar yet strange figure appeared at the door. Standing against the light, his face was obscured.
It wasn’t until Jiang Chenyan walked closer with his followers that everyone present was stunned as if struck by lightning.
What? How is that possible?
The pupils of Mu Sian and Qi Bai constricted. Mu Sian, in particular, practically sprang from his seat as a reflex. This figure, this face—he was far too familiar with them.
Jiang Chenyan.
His features were still as exquisite as finely carved cold jade. Jiang Chenyan stood in the center of the courtroom. His gaze swept across the room, and the moment he opened his mouth, he delivered a heavy blow.
“This trial isn’t over yet. First, let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Chenyan.”
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