Lyu eagerly reassembled the flow of information and found the situation a few minutes before this scene appeared.
In the private room,
Accompanied by a lighthearted melody, the Second Prince danced in an embrace with a young woman wearing an evening dress, his expression slightly intoxicated.
The woman's steps were somewhat disordered.
To be honest, her usual work was figuring out how to sell more drinks, avoiding having those old lechers touch her thighs before the hefty bill was paid. She had never learned a noble's social dance.
She stepped on the Second Prince's foot, and the woman, knowing the Second Prince's identity, turned pale with fright.
"It's okay, ugh... it didn't really hurt."
The Second Prince patted her shoulder, "Let's call it a day."
He waved a hand, and a burly bodyguard reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out... a pile of tips.
The girl accompanying Yang Ming looked at him.
Yang Ming calmly said, "I don't have as much pocket money as Edwan."
The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, her face, adorned with glamorous makeup, flickering with some brightness. With a lazy, slightly husky voice, she spoke beside Yang Ming's ear,
"The tip I want doesn't have to be cash."
She leaned in voluntarily.
Yang Ming shifted his butt slightly to the side.
"Hey!" the girl complained discontentedly.
Yang Ming merely squinted with a light smile.
In these special times, it was better to be prudent.
Who could guarantee she wasn't a spy from the New Federation, with some kind of toxin on her tongue?
The Second Prince, full of disdain beside him, signaled the guard to give the girl a tip, laughingly scolded, "Yang Ming, you should learn a gentleman's manners; a gentleman shouldn't refuse a beauty's goodwill, and she looks quite nice."
Yang Ming shrugged, "If she pulled out a blood test report from fifteen minutes ago, I certainly wouldn't be stingy with my saliva. The times are tough; New Federation spies are almost taking over Ilando Star completely."
"Ah, speaking of which..."
The Second Prince sighed deeply, raised his hand to rub his forehead, dismissed the guard by his side, and slumped onto the sofa next to Yang Ming, supporting part of his body weight with his elbow.
A sturdy young warrior;
A tall and robust Empire prince;
Sat silently in this dimly lit room, watching the ever-changing images on the projection screen, each pondering something.
"Yang Ming, can we just keep messing around like this? It seems not too bad."
The Second Prince's voice also grew somewhat hoarse.
"Even though I've long known, I wouldn't be called by my father to discuss matters about the Fifth Administrative Star, but they really didn't call me... Alas, I still feel a bit disappointed."
Yang Ming sighed inwardly.
This guy could really endure.
These days, the Second Prince had been dragging him to indulge in pleasures as if no large-scale rebellion had occurred on the Fifth Administrative Star.
"So, what do you think about the current situation?" Yang Ming asked calmly.
The Second Prince curled his lip, "The New Federation spent years creating a volcano; now the volcano is erupting, just like that."
Yang Ming asked again, "Then how does the royal family view the rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Star? I'm a bit curious."
"They all knew it was the New Federation stirring things up, but they didn't dare openly accuse them. Plus, the rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Star was already the third time, without much impact on them. The royal family now just wanted to pressure the military to clean up this mess as soon as possible."
"And you? Second Prince of the Luofeng Empire."
The smile on Yang Ming's lips slowly faded, gazing at the Second Prince, "What do you want to do? I can help you; even now, you still have a chance to turn the tables. Forgive me for being blunt, but the throne is there, Edwan."
"Yang Ming, we agreed not to discuss this topic..."
The Second Prince's handsome face began to look somewhat helpless, then gradually turned expressionless.
Just when Yang Ming felt he had to provoke this Second Prince a bit, the Second Prince's low murmurs reached Yang Ming's ears.
"I don't like this country, Yang Ming, you may not believe it, but I truly don't like this so-called homeland named Wind.
"Do you know why I was excluded from the Crown Prince candidate list?
"Because when I was sixteen or seventeen, I pointed at my father's nose, called him incompetent, a dictator, a useless puppet, and a coward of a single-surname tribe. I advocated for establishing a constitution, amending laws, negating the Emperor's dictatorial power, handing the country to the citizens, replacing royal power entirely with a cabinet, with us royals only holding symbolic significance, distributing as many resources as possible to our country's citizens.
"Then my father shut me up, supplying only the most basic nutritional meals every day; I was starved for about three months."
"You submitted?" Yang Ming asked.
The Second Prince shrugged, "I committed suicide... Of course, I was almost certainly rescued. I was utterly desperate at that time, and as the original first choice for Crown Prince, I was kicked out of the game by my father after that."
Yang Ming looked into the Second Prince's eyes, "And now? You still stand by your beliefs?"
"I have no convictions now, all I want is to make money, using the royal family's resources to earn the most currency... Ming, I don't know where the road is. I understood my father, but I still couldn't forgive what he did to this country."
The Second Prince's voice turned even deeper,
"A minister told me on his deathbed, that I was simply a replica of my father in his younger days, with grand plans but unable to clearly see the current situation, ultimately leaving me no choice but to hit a wall till my head was bloody and bruised.
"My country doesn't have true freedom.
"There's a chain hanging around our necks, and the master holding the chain can pull us into the Abyss at any time.
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