Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Chairman Long, they really were all vying to leave gifts and left with great delight. And you should have seen it; that galactic ruler lit up with joy when our consultant invited him to Earth for the wedding..."

Listening to the reports from the Lunar spaceport's members, Long Ting found Fang Jueyu more and more inexplicable.

"See, I told you, didn't I? As long as I accept their gifts, they'll all leave satisfied," Fang Jueyu said beside her. "Long Ting, why don't you stay and have a drink?"

"Yeah, Little Ting, it's not every day that Little Fang has such a joyous occasion. Work can wait for a bit," the Councilman chimed in.

"Well... okay then." Since there were no issues at the lunar spaceport, she realized there was nothing pressing to handle.

"Look, there's a spaceship approaching!" Before long, some guests noticed a ship, its entire body gleaming gold as if crafted from pure gold, heading toward them in the sky.

"That spaceship looks familiar, doesn't it? Feels like I've seen it somewhere before."

"Did you forget? Last year, after Mr. Fang subdued those invaders, a small fleet arrived, and it seemed to be led by that very spaceship!"

"That's the spaceship of the ruler of the Galaxy!" Several high-ranking human officials immediately recognized the ship.

Although Wu Zhao had only visited Earth once, those keen human leaders naturally remembered it. After all, in their understanding, the Galaxy's ruler was the highest-ranking, most powerful person they'd ever had contact with!

Having the ruler of the Galaxy remember them could bring them untold benefits.

Many national representatives instantly forgot they came for Fang Jueyu's wedding and scrambled to rise from their seats, hurrying to the temporary docking area outside the Crystal Castle.

Typically, incoming ships first dock at Earth's Lunar spaceport, then get escorted by Federation staff to the Jiangnan City port. Those qualified to directly fly into Earth, either as distinguished guests or as extraordinarily high-status individuals.

Some wedding cameras immediately turned toward the spaceship. The media reporters, unable to enter Fang Jueyu's wedding venue, swarmed in that direction.

"Ah, a bunch of clueless folks. Clearly, a true god is right here, yet they opt to fawn over a mere level-two civilization ruler," Natu found the spectacle somewhat amusing.

Not to mention Fang Jueyu, even his status far surpassed that of the Galaxy's ruler; ignorance truly was amusing.

"Hmm, never mind them. These spicy strips are actually quite tasty!" Natu glanced momentarily before returning his focus to the spicy strips in hand. "When I get back, I must buy several big boxes for my dad to try!"

"Hmm, this dish is quite tasty too. It's called sky silkworm potato, right?"

...

In the livestream of Fang Jueyu's wedding, the ship's arrival caused quite a stir.

"Who on Earth is the owner of that spaceship?" someone asked. "It's nearly stealing the spotlight from my dean!"

"Don't you know? That's the ruler of the Galaxy! I heard the fleet the dean brought was lent by this ruler."

"Really? Oh my, that's quite the big shot. The dean must have a lot of clout. I heard the ruler oversees hundreds of thousands of advanced civilization planets in the Galaxy!"

"He must be rich, right?"

"No kidding. Did you see that ship? An internet whiz on the Cosmic Federation network spent ages researching; it's a level-three elementary civilization's custom-made ship, costing billions of cosmic credits, enough to buy dozens of Earths!"

"Oh wow, that's outrageous. Isn't he richer than the dean?"

"Are you stupid? No matter how rich the dean is, he's only Earth's wealthiest. The ruler is the Galaxy's boss. How can he not be richer than the dean?"

"Stop yapping; the ruler is coming out!"

Snap, snap, snap! Capture this moment; such a prominent figure isn't often seen!

...

In front of various media cameras, Wu Zhao descended the spaceship with two attendants, immediately exuding an aura of high authority that made the audacious media reporters tremble.

Wu Zhao frowned slightly. "Why are Earth people so rude?"

On any other planet, ordinary humans wouldn't dare look him in the eye, let alone point cameras at him.

If it weren't Fang Jueyu's planet, just a gaze from him could disable all recording equipment. Even those boldly offending him wouldn't survive.

But on Earth, he didn't dare act recklessly. The repercussions of killing on Earth—glancing at the Joraike Family's fate was enough to know better.

With that in mind, Wu Zhao could only force a smile, squeezing out an expression toward the cameras.

"Look at that, I thought the ruler would be so aloof. Turns out he's quite approachable!"

"Yeah, very down-to-earth!"

"Wait a minute. Don't you think he looks like he's fake-smiling?"

...

Entering the venue, Wu Zhao immediately spotted Fang Jueyu in the crowd and, breaking into a smile, quickly approached him.

Recently, he heard the Leo Civilization suffered a heavy blow, and the Joraike Family's clan leader mysteriously vanished. When he stopped by the memorial park upon arriving on Earth, he astonishingly found that the mourning, kneeling figure dressed in funeral garb was none other than that once high and mighty Joraike Family clan leader!

"Greetings, Ruler! I'm Felix, a representative of the Earth's Federation!"

"Greetings, Ruler! I'm Bugra, a diplomat of the new Earth Federation."

But before reaching Fang Jueyu, Wu Zhao was surrounded by a dozen new Earth Federation members. Hesitating initially, seeing this ruler so amicable emboldened them instantly.

Having waited long at the lunar base for news, Wu Zhao was already in a foul mood and couldn't complain to Fang Jueyu, so he held it in.

Just enduring the cameras moments ago, now these irritating folks appeared, immediately sparking his ire.

"Get lost!" Wu Zhao coldly growled, releasing a bloodthirsty aura that enveloped them. How could ordinary people withstand a Divine Ability User's aura? They instantly displayed painful expressions, some even losing control out of extreme fear!

"Today is Mr. Ma Yun's wedding; I don't want to kill anyone. Mind your manners!"

"Whoa! So impressive! That's how the Galaxy's ruler should carry himself!"

"Wait, didn't you hear him say today is Ma Yun's dad's wedding?"

"Whoa, I heard it too. What's going on?"

Suddenly, the livestream camera shifted to Ma Yun, chatting with Ma Teng, showing an inexplicably bewildered expression. He hadn't done anything, and he wasn't even today's focus; why was the camera on him suddenly?

...

After handling those bothersome folks, Wu Zhao finally approached Fang Jueyu, and his stern expression softened.

"Mr. Ma, I've arrived uninvited today. I hope you don't mind." Wu Zhao bowed to Fang Jueyu in the astonished eyes of countless onlookers.

"No worries," as they say, "don't hit a smiling face." "Mr. Wu Zhao, for sparing time from your busy schedule to attend my wedding, I'm truly grateful. Please take a seat."

"Thank you." Wu Zhao handed Fang Jueyu a beautifully crafted box. "This is the gift I prepared for you."

"Haha, you're too kind!" Fang Jueyu took the gift with an unchanged expression.

"What's going on? Isn't he the ruler?" Everyone around and those watching the livestream were utterly bewildered.

Wu Zhao not only bowed respectfully to Fang Jueyu but also used such respectful terms like "you." Wasn't he the Galaxy's ruler, or was Fang Jueyu actually the Galaxy's ruler?