Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1479: Virtual and Submissive
When Adrian didn't see Chishin on the side of the platform, he had a very bad feeling.

When Lin Fan and the others headed towards Beast God Mountain, he wished he had never come today.

He rushed home in a frantic rush, shouting loudly.

"Put that old man's body in the hall and quickly set up the mourning hall! Hurry up!"

The butler had just had the robot clean the dilapidated hall until it looked brand new, thinking that he would be preparing for the old master's funeral tomorrow for people to pay their respects, but he did not expect it to be so urgent.

"But……"

The butler hesitated for only a moment before the irritable Adrian kicked him.

"Hurry up if you want to live! If you're too slow, I might not survive either. You'd better figure it out yourself!!"

At this moment, Adrian was no longer composed at all; he was as volatile as a wild beast ready to devour someone at any moment.

The official's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly agreed.

Adrianga was ruthless when it came to dealing with people; he didn't want to be the next corpse left behind.

And he might not even survive.

Nowadays, there are only a handful of people in Jingyao City who can achieve this level of skill.

The official shuddered, ignoring the pain, and scrambled off to prepare.

Fortunately, the funeral supplies had been prepared in advance, and they were just waiting for the Finch family's situation to settle down, so they weren't exactly strapped for cash, just a bit short on time.

They gathered every living person and robot in the house and rushed around, finally managing to set up a rough outline before the gatekeeper announced the arrival of guests.

The butler had just finished adjusting the hem of the old master's robe, which Adrian had dragged and thrown into the coffin, when the guests arrived.

"Ah! Lord Valerius!" The steward turned around, a sense of relief washing over him, "It really was him." He greeted him with a composed expression of grief. "I am very sorry, but the master is so grief-stricken that he has fainted several times and is resting in his inner room. I will go and fetch him now. Please, sir and all the guests, rest for a while and have some tea and refreshments."

Valerius smirked and snorted.

Antonio, already sitting confidently on the sofa, patted the seat next to him and beckoned Lin Fan over.

"Come, come, sit here, it's quite comfortable."

Valerius, who was used to being treated as an honored guest, twitched at the sight of his seat being taken away, but he smiled and sat down on the other sofa after jumping from Lin Fan's lap to the side of Chitose.

Seeing that the man was at peace with himself, the butler hurriedly ordered tea and refreshments to be served, and then ran inside to inform Adrian.

Antonio sat down and looked around, only to find a coffin at the back of the hall.

"Damn it!" He slammed his hand on the back of the chair, turned to Lin Fan and said, "I forgot someone in his family died!"

"You still care about this?" Lin Fan could already smell the lingering scent of fresh blood in the air. There were more dead people here than just the one lying there.

“Why would I care about that?” Antonio crossed his arms, leaned back, and gave me a “don’t look down on me” look. “It’s just like what Adrian did at the auction before. I didn’t connect it to what he said at first.”

nonsense!

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him.

They were well aware of Adrian's ambition to seize power. This old patriarch was his biggest obstacle.

Now that he's dead, it's already a miracle he's not setting off firecrackers to celebrate. How could he possibly be as heartbroken and grieving as if a close relative had truly died?
After failing to please the emperor, Valery smiled nonchalantly and took a sip of his tea.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked any of you how you met Adrian yet?"

"It's just..." Antonio started to say, but seeing Valerius's fake smile, he suddenly didn't want to continue. "Hehe... I'm not telling you!"

When has Valerius ever been tricked like this?

If one were not so skilled at self-control and had not been constantly distracted by the black shadow of the thousand-year-old, how could a human be allowed to act so recklessly?
Even if he only had the slightest thought in his mind, he immediately felt the gaze of the thousand-year-old.

The bright yellow eyes stared at him, and for some reason, Valéry couldn't look directly at them. He could only turn his face away by pretending to pick up his teacup.

“This gentleman is quite witty,” he chuckled casually. “I just lament that since you two have such a close relationship with Adrian, how did you end up at an auction? Perhaps you’ve trusted the wrong person!”

"Give me a break!" Antonio hated their roundabout, indirect way of speaking. "It's all because of you..."

“We came here for tourism.” Lin Fan pressed down on Antonio’s knee. “We came to Annema for sightseeing, and we met Adrian on the way. We met once, that’s how we got to know each other.”

"Oh~" Valerius said in a roundabout way, turning his eyes away with a smile, as if he knew perfectly well what Lin Fan was trying to hide with a forced smile.

Both of them were wearing conspicuous restraint rings around their necks. Here for tourism? Ha!
It's said to be a decent, original product; I wonder if that little thief Adrian was after people, or...

"Lord Valerius!" came a weak call.

Adrian, supported by his butler, made his entrance, his face pale.

"Holy crap!" Antonio leaned closer to Lin Fan and whispered, "They're already acting?!"

Lin Fan pinched Antonio's mouth shut with one hand and stroked Chisui's back with the other.

"..." Vallejo was also speechless, silently watching Adrian walk slowly to the other side of the sofa and sit down before speaking.

"Adrian, you're something else."

Adrian looked to be in his forties, but compared to old man Vallejo, he was really just a kid.

"What does Lord Valerius mean by this?" Adrian asked, puzzled.

"Enough!" Valerius crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. "I didn't bring anyone with me, isn't that clear enough? Tell irrelevant people to leave, unless you don't want them to continue living."

The terrified butler felt a huge relief upon seeing Adrian's gesture to dismiss him, wishing he could disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Alright." Adrian stopped pretending and straightened up instantly, crossed his legs, and sat opposite Valerius, his imposing manner not much inferior. "Lord Valerius's sudden visit late at night made me think he was here to investigate the cause of my old man's death. It seems that's not the case."

“Of course not.” Valerius might not be able to handle the Millennium, but dealing with a brat like Adrian was a piece of cake. “Hey, I’ve brought you a guest.”

Adrian, of course, wouldn't ignore the two people and a cat sitting beside him like spectators, and smiled at Vallejo without turning his head.

"Thank you, sir."

“But I heard that these three people are original possessions of the Finch family that you declared at the auction.” Valerius certainly wouldn’t let him off so easily. “They also claim to be old acquaintances of yours. Adrian, you know the rules of Crystal City. They just happened to appear at the moment you seized power. Is there anything you should explain to me about this?”

“No,” Adrian shook his head. “I only saw them once while they were being transported by Herman’s men. I liked them then, but Herman wanted them to be auctioned off. You know how businessmen are, driven by profit, so I could only wait until the auction. Then, I suddenly received a call from home saying something had happened, so naturally I had to take care of my family first. I just finished up when I heard the auction had started, so I rushed over. Their whereabouts should be traceable; just ask Herman in Silvermoon City and he'll know.”

Adrian spoke frankly. He had made plans, but before he could put them into action, things turned out this way.

So he wasn't lying.

Even if Herman were to be summoned, he would likely not dare to reveal his identity in the Greystone settlement.

In the past, perhaps it would have been possible. Now that he's the head of the Finch family, and Hermann is such a shrewd man, there's no way he'd risk offending him unless he were dead.

A small lie is not enough to stump a smuggler who is doing very well in Jingyao City.

After watching the two of them chatter on and on for so long, Qian Sui got bored and lay down.

"Hey, why isn't Xiao Hei in a hurry anymore?" Antonio whispered to Lin Fan.

"Perhaps Lan Bingru has already started the preliminary preparations, so it won't make a difference if she waits a little longer," Lin Fan guessed.

Qian Sui should know very well what Lan Bingru's condition is in her belly.

Now that the restriction ring has been removed, Lin Fan can still do the same thing—he can only use a small amount of supernatural energy input to gradually allow the corpse of the Burning Beast to adapt to the process of energy alternation. Whether or not to change people doesn't matter, so there's no rush.

Over there, the two who were keeping a close eye on the thousand-year-old noticed its impatience, and Adrian began to shoo the guests away.

Vallejo didn't want to leave. But neither the Emperor's attitude nor the corpse lying in Adrian's Hall allowed him to linger. After exchanging a few polite words, he departed.

Adrian had just returned to the lobby after seeing someone off, and before he could even ask what had happened, he heard Antonio sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, yelling.

"Come on, quickly remove the restraint rings from us."

"Your Majesty, it..."

“It changed its mind,” Lin Fan said.

Chisui propped herself up: "Untie it."

“Okay.” Adrian didn’t dare to say no, so he stepped forward and reached out his hand.

"Wait!"

A loud shout came from the dark garden.

(End of this chapter)