I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

With Ye Yong’s current notoriety, being recognized would undoubtedly cause a stir throughout the city. However, he possessed items to lower his presence, one for each person. Aside from when they were shopping, Wu Xue and Xiao Huan would remove the items, and during the rest of the time, they stirred not a hint of trouble.

As maids, it was the first time Wu Xue and Xiao Huan could roam the streets so freely, and they were overjoyed. Liang Xiaorou also experienced the bustling prosperity of Chengying City, one of the three great cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This outing was quite enjoyable for everyone.

Afterward, they only needed to bid farewell to the elders of the Ye family before they could return to the sect.

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When Ye Yong returned home, he found the Ye family estate bustling with activity. Long carriages lined up from the grand entrance down the mountain, some carrying passengers, others laden with chests of goods.

Ye Yong felt a strange unease. Was there an elder celebrating a birthday? Why had he not heard of it beforehand?

Moreover, it was already evening; typically, such celebratory feasts would commence by noon. These caravans looked as if they had been waiting for quite some time.

The Ye family was indeed impressive, but they had their ways of hospitality; it shouldn’t be like this.

He instructed Qin Shidong and the others to return to the side courtyard first, while he approached the entrance, unfastening the aura charm, and inquired of the steward who was verifying the identities of the visitors.

“Ye, Young Master Ye Yong!?” The three stewards were taken aback, and the Ye family guards bowed deeply in respect.

With the sudden release of the aura charm, Ye Yong appeared as if he had materialized from thin air.

Not only the stewards and guards, but even the long line of carriages stirred with agitation at Ye Yong’s presence.

“What is happening? What are these people here for?” Ye Yong asked.

“They are all here… to present gifts,” the steward lowered his voice.

“Gifts? Who in the family is hosting a birthday feast?”

“Not that,” the steward shook his head, visibly perplexed.

The Liang family had a powerful figure in the Void Realm stationed there, wielding considerable influence in the Da Luo Empire. If the Ye family could successfully leverage the Liang family’s strength to advance into the Da Luo Empire, those who aligned with the Ye family would surely benefit.

Who would turn away from a thriving enterprise? The more spirit stones, the better; with ample resources, formidable cultivators could be nurtured, creating a virtuous cycle.

The alliance among the three families was first proposed by Ye Yong himself; in other words, he had orchestrated it all. Coupled with Ye Yong’s recent exploits, the steward no longer regarded him as an ordinary young master, but rather as a visionary, a future head of the family who understood the intricacies of strategy.

Logically, for this scene of gift-giving, Young Master Ye Yong should have anticipated it long ago. Could it be that…

The three stewards exchanged glances, igniting a storm of thoughts.

No one in the household celebrated their birthday… so there was no need to continue receiving gifts? So it was!

The steward, suddenly enlightened, immediately bowed deeply to Ye Yong: “It is my failure! Please, young master, punish me!”

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What kind of wind is blowing here? It’s all rather baffling, isn’t it?

Ye Yong was completely at a loss as to what these three old men of the Yuan Ying were up to. The leader of the caravan was nervously swallowing, as if everyone knew the current situation except for him. If he were to dig deeper now, it would only make him appear ignorant, tarnishing his image as a genius.

“Forget it, do as you see fit. I leave it to you.” Ye Yong waved his hand, deciding to find someone later to get a clearer understanding of the situation.

With a flick of his sleeves, leaving behind a striking silhouette, Ye Yong stepped through the grand entrance. The three stewards all let out a sigh of relief, then their demeanor shifted from humble to fierce and serious as they shouted to the caravan: “Young Master Ye Yong has spoken; you may leave now.”

“Ah, so it is true.”

“Arrived a moment too late.”

The various family caravans expressed their regrets, and soon dispersed, no one making a sound, no one causing a ruckus. After all, on Ye family grounds, it was not their place to run wild; those of status who were meant to enter had long since done so.

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Inside the Ye family, the atmosphere was no less bustling than outside. People from different families were everywhere, and Ye Yong was truly bewildered. He had stepped out in the morning and returned in the afternoon—was the Ye family about to change hands?

Who had usurped the throne?

Ye Yong thought to casually grab a servant to inquire, but upon seeing him, everyone around adopted a fawning demeanor, regardless of age or gender.

Ye Yong could only maintain a cool expression, his gaze not lingering on anyone for more than a second. The aura he exuded was such that one could say he was a fallen celestial, while all others were mere ants; no one dared to approach him for a chat.

He walked all the way to the reception hall, and after much effort, finally spotted two familiar faces—his uncle and Ye Mao.

His uncle, glowing with vitality, looked as if he had shed centuries, instructing the servants to prepare something. Ye Mao stood beside him, seemingly learning how to handle affairs from his uncle.

“Yong’er! Where have you been? I haven’t seen you all day.” Dressed in white, with an appearance and demeanor that was particularly extraordinary, Ye Yong was immediately noticed by his uncle as soon as he showed his face.

Ye Yong approached his uncle and explained that he had taken Liang Xiaorou and the others to Chengying City for a day of fun.

“Hmm, wandering about to clear the mind is indeed a good idea.” His uncle nodded.

When he heard this, Ye Mao couldn’t help but glance at his grandfather, who had scolded him two days ago for wasting time and youth when he went to Chengying City to buy some resources.

No matter how he explained that he didn’t go to play, but to buy resources, he was still rebuked – “Can’t you let the servants do the shopping? Why do you have to go out and buy things yourself, and then say you’re not lazy?”

Now Ye Yong said it clearly, taking his sister to play, and his grandfather didn’t even mention wasting time, but nodded in agreement. So, was Ye Yong the favored grandson or was he, Ye Mao?

Ye Yong saw Ye Mao’s flickering gaze and could probably guess what he was thinking. Unfortunately, it was the favored ones who were compared and judged, and children were always better in other people’s families.