Is this what a zombie is?

58. The Qing Dynasty is long gone, wake up!

Young Master.

This title isn't something anyone can just call out to.

You must be the legal male heir of a king or nobleman, and only the eldest son can bear this responsibility.

Although he is a carefree rich kid, he received a lot of tutoring when he was young about his family history.

There's no way around it; that's what big families are all about, that's what they call a strong family background.

Even though that dynasty has long since turned to dust in history, some things etched into our very bones will not be easily erased, but will be passed down through the ages.

Add to that the self-designation of "our family," and that rotten smell that even expensive perfumes can't mask, emanating from its very core.

An absurd guess began to grow wildly in Ai Yi's mind.

In the past, he would have thought he was crazy to have such an outrageous idea.

But ever since he met Jiang Chen, met Cat Master, and experienced the Black Stone Prison incident, he now feels that only this most outrageous guess is the answer closest to the truth.

"So...you're a eunuch?"

He paused, then added something even more crucial.

"Or was he a eunuch who lived for a very, very long time?"

The old man, Li Lianying, showed a hint of approval on his withered face upon hearing this.

"The young master is indeed exceptionally intelligent; he understands things immediately."

He readily admitted it.

"Our family is indeed made up of eunuchs."

Ai gasped, her words faltering.

"Well... you and my ancestors do have some connection, but that's all ancient history. Now it's a new era, and we all have to look forward, right?"

"I wasn't the one who cut off those two ounces of flesh from you back then. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to settle scores, you can't come after me. The wronged should be held accountable. Turn left after you go out and you'll find the Eastern Qing Tombs. Please make yourself at home."

Li Lianying was amused by Ai Yi's words and let out a dry laugh.

"Young Master is joking."

He tapped his dragon-headed cane lightly on the ground.

"I am not here today to seek revenge, but to ask the young master... to be our master."

Ai Yi's expression at this moment was that of an old man on the subway, thinking, "What the hell? You're recognizing me as your master?"

Are you alright? If you're fine, have some plums. If you're in trouble, I can recommend a mental hospital.

"No, it's been so many years since the reform and opening up, and it's already the 21st century. You seem to have lived a long time, but it seems that the longer you live, the more rigid your mind becomes. Your thinking is still stuck in feudal society."

"You call yourself a master and servant? Your servility is too strong. Let me tell you, I don't need any servants or lackeys."

"However, considering your age and our ancestral connection, if you want to find a job, I can arrange something for you. You can talk to my dad; he certainly won't treat you badly."

The smile on Li Lianying's face gradually faded; he didn't want to waste any more words with Ai Yi.

It's not a generation gap issue. He's lived so long and seen so many different kinds of people. He can tell that Ai Yi is pretending to be ignorant.

So he laid his cards on the table.

"Our family recognizes the young master as our master in the hope that you will inherit the throne, ascend the throne, and restore the former glory."

Ai Yi stared at Li Lianying's old face for a long time, but Li Lianying's expression remained unchanged.

This convinced Ai Yi that the old man was not crazy.

This is absolutely insane! This guy is a complete madman!

"Please, what era are we living in? You still want to rebuild a feudal dynasty?"

"The Qing Dynasty is long gone, wake up!"

"This is utterly absurd, ridiculous, and utterly ignorant!"

"How much skill do you have? How many divisions can you handle? One shot from the East is enough to wipe you out. If the East isn't enough, the little boy will make up for it. One shot and you're not going to ascend the throne or become emperor, you're going straight to heaven."

"I'm happy to indulge your delusional audacity. If you're out of your mind, go get it fixed. You don't have enough money for my travels, so don't waste my time."

Faced with Ai Yi's barrage of insults, Li Lianying's expression remained unusually calm, even showing a hint of pity, as if he were looking at an ignorant child.

He tapped the table with his little finger, which was covered in silver nail guards.

"Your Highness, you don't understand yet, but that's alright."

"Once you inherit the throne and sit on that throne, anything is possible. The people of the world will eventually submit to you and be at your beck and call."

He was too lazy to explain any further and simply waved his hand.

Talk is useless; action is the most practical thing to do.

"Please take our master back."

The two men in dark suits behind him immediately stepped forward, approaching Ai Yi from the left and right.

Judging from their posture, they were preparing to forcibly take the person away.

Ai Yi looked at the two burly men, then glanced at the customers and staff around her who were frozen in place, and her heart sank.

This old madman wasn't joking with him.

He's serious!!!

He's a law-abiding rich kid, and he doesn't want to get involved with terrorists who are trying to restore a feudal dynasty. He doesn't want that kind of thing.

His body was still unable to move, and even escaping had become a luxury, which made Ai Yi both angry and anxious.

Seeing that the two burly men were about to grab his arms, Ai Yi shouted loudly in desperation.

"Step back!"

The shout, though not particularly loud, carried the sound of a dragon's roar, echoing through the small space of the milk tea shop.

An invisible pressure suddenly emanated from Ai Yi and spread outwards.

The two men in sunglasses and suits were struck as if by an invisible hammer, and were knocked back several steps.

Li Lianying, who was sitting opposite, also swayed and almost fell off his chair, looking rather disheveled.

With that dragon's roar, the eerie stillness within the milk tea shop was shattered.

"Hey, what happened to me just now? I think I spaced out."

"Hey, where was I?"

"Handsome, your milk tea is ready!"

"Honey, shall we go see a movie later?"

The previously dazed customers and staff seemed to awaken from a dream, and the noisy chatter and commotion instantly returned.

Neither of them noticed what had happened, and Ai Yi's body had recovered.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately pressed the dial button on his phone, then leaped from the second floor and sprinted out of the store.

Watching Ai Yi's fleeing figure, Li Lianying's face showed no anger, but rather excitement.

His face flushed an unnatural red with excitement, and his body trembled slightly with agitation.

"The aura of a true dragon... it's actually the aura of a true dragon."

He originally thought that Ai Yi was simply born with the destiny of the Purple Star Emperor, a natural-born emperor.

But to his utter surprise, this young master actually cultivated the true dragon aura on his own without any guidance.

Although this aura is still very weak and has not yet taken hold, it is absolutely impossible to fake because it is too pure.

This is the perfect master he has always dreamed of.

Only then are they qualified to take charge of that thing.