Chapter 258: Sizer? That’s A Good Family

Guan Feng, Genya and Gen Liao were all peers. When Guan Feng was still young, he was as famous as royal descendants such as the likes of Gen Liao.

Gen Liao was the main reason Guan Feng came to dislike the Gen Family. In fact, they had loathed each other since young. In Guan Feng’s eyes, Gen Liao was an uncouth human being who wore a nobleman’s hat but acted like a dumb bloke. In Gen Liao’s eyes, Guan Feng was a priggish hypocrite that disgusted him.

Both men were at the prime of their youth when they were studying in the affiliated schools, and every two or three days they would pick a fight with one another. Guan Feng never cared that Gen Liao was royalty, not to mention their backgrounds had much lesser hold in affiliated schools. This was a place where individual strength spoke the loudest.

Gen Liao’s physique was much better than Guan Feng’s. However, Guan Feng had made his name since a very early time. He was famous for his studies and shooting skills in the entire school, and he was the one who proposed the “PTS Project” when most other nobles were busy chasing skirts and/or racing cars. Even the RAS had acknowledged that the PTS Project was a project with potential, turning him into a news headline for a time. Both the military and the RAS had also sent him their invitation ahead of time.

Back then, Gen Liao was the one “dumb bloke” who dared to punch Guan Feng in the face despite his reputation, and Guan Feng had undoubtedly suffered quite a bit of punishment by his hands. However, the tables were turned when the first PTS finally came into existence. Since then, the two rivals started engaging each other in serious competition, scheming and slandering one another at every turn. At the beginning, there was Genya to act as mediator since he was the good guy who never offended either party. But after Genya went missing, their relationship worsened to the point where it looked like they would stay as enemies forever.

There were a lot of noble descendants who bullied Guan Feng — a non-noble — as well, but unfortunately for them Guan Feng’s talent was just too monstrous. Most of them ceased their attacks over time, and after Guan Feng was appointed as the royal prince’s shooting instructor even the backbiters had learned to shut their mouths. This was especially true after the prince Guan Feng taught had become the emperor — all those dissatisfactions would just have to rot in their own stomachs.

Of course, there were plenty of nobles who disliked Guan Feng, especially those few whom Guan Feng had put a gun to their head and yell in their faces. Why else would there be so many people fanning the flames every time something happened to him? However, no one was ever able to shake Guan Feng’s status and influence in the empire.

These days, Guan Feng was the shooting instructor of many princes of emperors and kings, and a renowned scholar in the RAS. Gen Liao, his long time rival was literally the only one who dared to denounce Guan Feng openly. It was how the entire Mist Bodhisattva Empire came to learn of their feud.

However, it would seem that their relationship wasn’t as bad as it seemed on the surface. Cillin could sense Genya’s familiarity with the duo as he spoke about them.

“To tell you the truth, there is one other reason why Guan Feng is so disliked: his looks.” Genya smiled. “Guan Feng was extremely popular back then. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that a lot of noble ladies had fallen for him at first sight, so you probably understand why most of Guan Feng’s enemies are made up of males. Even better, Guan Feng still looks as young as ever, while the rest of us are clearly aging.”

While Genya was talking, Gen Xingming was massaging his shoulders like a proper henchman, absorbing embarrassing stories about his grandfather with great intent. He nodded in agreement when Genya gave his assessment about Guan Feng. Guan Feng didn’t just have a handsome face, his looks barely changed even though he was technically an old man already. Who wouldn’t be jealous of him!

Genya was sitting on a wooden chair beside the tree and talking about the past with a kind smile on his face. Everything Genya said was a precious memory to him, and he was very willing to share them with these juniors.

The chair he sat on was made of the wood of a thousand-year old Fuji tree. Quality wise, it was a lot better than the rocking chair he used to sit on back at Planet Brown Earth. In Gen Liao’s words, this chair could prolong one’s life and delay aging, which was what Genya’s body needed right now.

A similar scene, two different locations.

Meanwhile, Cillin was massaging Genya’s legs. His master was old, and he had been comatose for an extremely long time. It would take a while before he could recover in full.

Wheeze lazily rolled the egg next to Genya’s rocking chair before sitting on top of it lazily. From time to time, it would swayed its tail, flicked its ears and listened to Genya’s story and the fishes swimming inside the pond.

Cillin had been staying in this courtyard for the past few days. During this period, Guan Feng showed up to meet with the old friend he hadn’t seen for many years before leaving after approximately half a day’s time. He didn’t tell Cillin to return to the school. Instead, he tossed a couple of reference books and textbooks into Cillin’s hands and told him to read them all before the upcoming basic exams arrived. As his student, Cillin wasn’t allowed to flunk a course ever.

Currently, Guan Feng was busy with the development of PTS S. Unlike other project researchers, Guan Feng had the habit of thinking on his lonesome when researching stuff. It meant that he had no time to spare for Cillin, and that his student had to rely on himself until the PTS S was officially created.

“If you do poorly in the exam don’t expect me to beg Teacher Chen for your sake, get it? It is beneath me. Also, if you fail the exam you may commit suicide.”

Guan Feng’s smile was exceptionally kind when he said this, so kind that Gen Xingming hid himself behind Genya’s back. Thank goodness I’m from AF3, or I’ll be suffering just like Cillin.

No distant relatives had come over to visit Genya. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to visit him — apparently, Genya’s one word could sway Gen Liao’s mind, so that made him even more influential than the future king, Gen Xingchen. Who wouldn’t want to hang onto such a thick* thigh? — in fact, some of them had tried to obtain permission under the pretty pretense of visiting their “elder”, or performing their “filial” duty, upon hearing Genya’s return.

*or thicc, whatever your preference is. In Chinese, “thick thigh” or “big thigh” means that someone’s an influential person, the kind you want to cling onto or seek help from.

But Gen Liao waved his hands once and said, “Cut the crap!”

Everyone stopped trying after that.

Genya was a hole in the Gen Family’s social network. Many of his friends were long gone, and he would rather not to inject himself into his juniors’ social circles. It would be best if he stayed away from random guests since he was recuperating, not to mention that he preferred the silence anyway.

That being said, he didn’t want Cillin to stay by his side all the time. A youngster should look and act like a youngster. Cillin had always been excessively quiet and logical since young, and personally Genya would’ve preferred to see him act more like Gen Xingming. In the past Genya was weak and alone, so if Cillin had caused trouble he might not have been able to protect him. But he had returned to his home, and he was no longer powerless. That was why he wanted Cillin to get out, cause some trouble and enjoy a bit of fun like Gen Xingming.

Today, Gen Xingming came over to hide in Genya’s place again after causing some sort of trouble. Not long after, Bel and Ulaganuo showed up and talked about leaving and enjoying life elsewhere since the semester exams were over. All three of them barely made it past the safety line, but a pass was a pass. Who cares about marks as long as they passed, right? Anyway, they planned to get out of the capital and celebrate their success, which came with the side benefit of helping Gen Xingming escape his father’s punishment. After all, he couldn’t hide in Genya’s place forever. Forget his father, he would be pissing off his grandfather if he kept this up and be punished even harder.

Genya told Cillin to follow them after learning of their plans. Cillin agreed since he had more or less gone through all the reading materials Guan Feng gave him already. This bit of workload was nothing for a person with good memory.

As a show of support, Genya gave Cillin a large sum of money and told him to spend and play to his heart’s content. He even gave Gen Xingming some “pocket money” too, causing both Bel and Ulaganuo to goggle at their friend. If only they had a relative like this!

“Grandpa two, you truly are my grandpa!” Gen Xingming accepted the money and smiled so brightly that his eyes had narrowed into one straight line.

Genya knocked Gen Xingming once in the head while smiling. “You grandpa will split your butt if he learns about this.”

Gen Xingming winked back. “We should keep this a secret from him then!”

While the group was discussing where they should hold their celebration, Kenancy, the girl known as “King Kong” who was also Bel’s sister, came over.

Kenancy didn’t act out of order during the visit, and she brought a few tonics for Genya too. She even brought over a bunch of fishes for Wheeze, although most of them were for ornamental purposes. After learning that there was a fish pond here, Kenancy worked hard to acquire a few rare species that looked extremely pleasing to the eye. They were the type of ornamental fishes many upper class nobles loved to keep around the house.

Unfortunately, Kenancy made a small mistake: what would Wheeze need good-looking fish for? The important thing here was taste, not aesthetic. So it was heart wrenching for Kenancy when she put the fishes into the pond, only for Wheeze to swallowed one of these precious fishes immediately before showering her with a look of disdain. After that, the girl immediately contacted someone and told them to deliver over a couple types of fishes as soon as possible.

Currently, Kenancy had nothing to do in school, especially since lecture courses were as ineligible as heavenly books to her. After learning that Bel and Ulaganuo had gone to Genya’s place to meet with Gen Xingming, she immediately figured out that they were planning another escape. So she joined their ranks by force and refused to return home no matter what Bel said. In her opinion AF3 was dull as hell, and she couldn’t always go to AF1 to play with King Kong and the other animals. In that case, she might as well follow them and relieve her boredom elsewhere.

“I’m so going to get lectured if they hear about this!” Bel was extremely reluctant to accept Kenancy because their mother had always blamed him for Kenancy’s “maldevelopment” when he was in fact, completely innocent.

“They won’t. I’ll send them a report later,” Kenancy said indifferently.

Bel’s lips curled downwards. What was the point of the report when he was was going to become a scapegoat either way?

“Ah! Right!” Kenancy suddenly slapped her hands together in excitement as if she had just recalled something. “Let’s go to Naimi’s place. I want a custom-made flying car and I heard that his family just launched a new model. I’m going to get one and try it out myself!”

“Did Naimi run away too?” Gen Xingming asked.

“Of course he did. He ran away the second semester exams