After returning from the cultivation base, Luo Fei immediately went to shower. He strongly disliked having various floral scents clinging to him.
Just as he finished showering, he received a communication request from the Royal Palace—a video call from his dear father, Lin Yuan.
Luo Fei naturally didn’t dare refuse and immediately connected.
Lin Yuan was sitting on the edge of the bed in his bedroom, wearing a white bathrobe, clearly having also just showered. The holographic video made the image appear highly realistic. Seeing the 3D image so close, Luo Fei felt as if he were chatting with his father face-to-face, so intimate. He couldn’t help but smile slightly and ask gently, “Dad, not asleep yet?”
Lin Yuan got straight to the point. “Why didn’t you tell us about the spaceship malfunction?”
Luo Fei was startled and quickly explained, “It was just a minor fault. I didn’t want to worry you.”
Lin Yuan frowned slightly. “The news about the KM Airlines spaceship power outage mid-flight has been everywhere these past few days, topping major websites. I only realized the ship you were on was involved when I browsed online today.” He paused and looked at his son with concern. “How are you? Are you alright?”
Luo Fei said, “I’m fine. The ship’s power system was damaged, causing a temporary blackout, but it was repaired quickly.”
Lin Yuan carefully examined his son, finding nothing amiss. Relieved, he said, “Be more careful out there. Interstellar passenger ships have been having incidents frequently lately. Why don’t you have Chongming just fly you back to Capital Star directly? Chongming is much faster than these ordinary ships.”
Luo Fei said, “Mm, I’ll go visit a few more star systems and come back after the New Year.”
Lin Yuan asked, “Where else do you plan to go after leaving Lyra?”
Luo Fei said, “I want to visit Planet Ryan, where you grew up, Dad, and see the snowy scenery there.”
Remembering his childhood days on Planet Ryan, a smile curled on Lin Yuan’s lips. “Planet Ryan has snow year-round, a vast expanse of white. There’s a very famous great snowy mountain, the snowscape is quite spectacular. You can go see it. But the temperature on Ryan is very low. If you go, remember to wear more clothes.” Lin Yuan paused, picking up a list from the table. “The guest list for your birthday banquet has been drafted. Do you want to take a look?”
“No need, Father can decide.” Invitations to a prince’s birthday banquet were typically for military and political officials. Luo Fei wasn’t interested in scrutinizing the list.
“Don’t you have any friends you want to invite yourself?” Lin Yuan asked, puzzled.
“…” Hearing this question, Mo Han’s image suddenly flashed through Luo Fei’s mind.
Since childhood, he had grown up under his father’s protection, learning various subjects in the Royal Palace during childhood. When it was time for school, he attended a prestigious noble academy on Capital Star. The students there all came from influential families, and cliques were serious. Strictly speaking, the “friends” he knew mostly befriended him because of his princely status. A smaller number were childhood friends who grew up together due to close ties between their parents’ generations.
But Mo Han was different.
Their meeting on the spaceship was a coincidence. Mo Han was still wearing a mask then, and Luo Fei witnessed his terrifying ability to fix a system in thirty-five seconds. While curious about his identity, he also genuinely admired him inwardly.
He encountered Mo Han again at the Mo family’s birthday banquet. Standing behind his father, he was graceful, calm, and collected. After hearing Emile talk about many things concerning Mo Han, he became very interested in this talented Alpha youth. So, hiding his identity and having Emile introduce them, he made friends with Mo Han.
Mo Han was the first person he actively sought out to befriend.
So when his father mentioned friends, this person came to mind instinctively.
Unfortunately, he pretended to be a Herman University graduate to become friends with Mo Han. Now it wasn’t convenient to invite him to his own birthday banquet.
Thinking this, Luo Fei felt a slight pang of regret. He smiled and said, “No need, Dad. There’s no one I want to invite. Just go with the list.”
Lin Yuan was also rather straightforward and didn’t notice his son’s subtle emotional shift. He nodded. “Alright then, get some rest early.”
After closing the communicator, Lin Yuan retrieved the guest list and glanced at it again.
First Prince Luo Fei and Second Prince Luo Ning—His Majesty Xize attached great importance to the coming-of-age ceremony for these twin brothers. Hearing the news, various circles in the Empire were naturally very attentive. Recently, the Royal Palace had been inundated with congratulatory emails.
Since ascending the throne, Xize had primarily focused on military and parliamentary reforms. But in recent years, he often attended economic summits by invitation, maintaining necessary ties with business circles. Previously, princely birthdays only invited military and political figures. But this time, for the First and Second Prince’s eighteenth birthdays, the Imperial Chamber of Commerce proactively asked to come celebrate. Consequently, the guest list ended up double the size of previous years.
Many names on the list frequently appeared in financial news.
Lin Yuan swept his eyes over it cursorily and placed it back on the table.
At the same time, at the Mo family residence.
Mo Lin sat in his wheelchair, his personal optical computer resting on the support board before him.
His slender fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, rows of code flashing across the transparent LCD screen at dizzying speed.
Noah couldn’t help but complain, “Master, why are you writing code in a wheelchair today?”
Mo Lin said flatly, “Last time when I was acting in front of Luo Fei, my wheelchair maneuvering wasn’t very skilled. I almost fell and showed cracks in my act. As a precaution, I should usually practice more often in the wheelchair. Next time an unexpected situation arises, I can perform more realistically.”
Noah: “…………”
For the sake of acting before the First Prince, his master was truly thorough!
Just then, the communicator at his side lit up. It was a communication request from his father.
Mo Lin connected, and his father’s figure appeared on the holographic screen before him.
Mo Qiming looked at his son sitting in the wheelchair, not particularly surprised. Calmly, he said, “Tomorrow at 9:00 AM sharp, KM Airlines is holding an emergency shareholder meeting. Bring your proposal for me to review first.”
Mo Lin nodded. “Understood.”
Mo Qiming smiled. “Aren’t you putting the wheelchair away now? Addicted to acting?”
Mo Lin quickly stowed the wheelchair and picked up the neatly ironed shirt from beside him to put on.
—Ten seconds to transform into Alpha Mo Han.
Mo Qiming watched his son’s terrifying speed in changing outfits with one button, helplessly rubbing his temples. “I’ll be in the study.”
Mo Lin: “Alright, I’ll be right there.”
Moments later, Mo Han, now in his Alpha persona, appeared at the study door and knocked. Mo Qiming said, “Enter.”
He walked straight in and opened the proposal he had prepared onto the holographic screen for his father’s review.
Mo Qiming examined it carefully and frowned. “This plan of yours is too risky.”
Mo Han said seriously, “I know the risks are high, but this is indeed the best opportunity right now. All public opinion is against the airline, the passengers’ anger is completely ignited. If this isn’t handled well, KM Airlines might never recover. To win this battle, we must have the resolve for a desperate gamble. Doesn’t Father want to take a gamble?”
Mo Han looked up at his father. His voice was very calm, his expression composed, his eyes filled with confidence and determination. Not only brilliant, but also possessing the courage to innovate and take risks. Truly worthy of being the son of an Omega audacious enough to run away from his own wedding.
Mo Qiming carefully reviewed the plan again and nodded. “Alright, we’ll proceed as you suggest. I’ll do my best to convince the other shareholders.”
Mo Han sighed in relief and smiled. “Thank you for supporting my idea, Father.”
Meeting his clear eyes, so remarkably similar to that Omega from his memories, Mo Qiming’s heart softened. He stood up from his chair behind the desk and walked over to Mo Han, reaching out to gently ruffle his son’s hair. In a low voice, he said, “Go ahead and do it boldly. No matter the risk, remember that your father is here to bear it for you.”
Mo Han nodded forcefully. “Mm.”
—With such a powerful father backing him, he truly feared nothing.
Mo Qiming smiled faintly, took an invitation card from the table, and handed it to him. “One more thing. This arrived just today.”
Mo Han took it and looked closely. The platinum invitation card was exquisitely made. Inside were the words: “Cordially inviting Mr. Mo Qiming to attend the coming-of-age ceremony banquet for the Empire’s First Prince, Luo Fei, and Second Prince, Luo Ning,” along with the detailed time and location.
Mo Han asked, puzzled, “An invitation to the two princes’ coming-of-age ceremony? Why would it be sent to my father? The Mo family hasn’t had dealings with the Imperial Royal Family, have we?”
Mo Qiming said, “The Royal Family didn’t initiate this invitation. The Imperial Chamber of Commerce first expressed to His Majesty their intention to attend the princes’ birthday banquet. The Royal Family then extended this formality, sending invitations to a few executive directors.” He glanced at the time on the invitation. “The 10th of next month. You’ll accompany me to Capital Star to attend the First and Second Prince’s birthday banquet.”
Mo Han frowned lightly. “Can I not go? I’m not particularly fond of such lively occasions.”
Mo Qiming patted his shoulder and said, “It’s best you come with me. Usually, we truly have no dealings with the Royal Family, but the eighteenth birthday of the twins Luo Fei and Luo Ning is a significant event for the entire Empire. It’s only proper to go and offer congratulations in person. Besides our Fengyang Group, the heads of several other major enterprises will also be attending this birthday banquet. We can’t afford to be remiss in etiquette.”
He paused, his gaze warm as he looked at his son. “Since you’ve already put on a good show for the First Prince, he couldn’t possibly guess Mo Lin’s disability and mental illness were faked, much less suspect Mo Han and Mo Lin are the same person. Accompany me to the Royal Palace as Mo Han; it will also be an eye-opening experience. In business, knowing more people never hurts.”
Mo Han glanced down at the platinum invitation and shrugged lightly. “Fine.”
He thought with some amusement: If he appeared at the First Prince’s birthday banquet, wouldn’t that “Senior” persona be stripped away face-to-face on the spot?
Would the First Prince be pleasantly surprised, or utterly shocked?
