Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[A soft, charming voice came, addressing you as "Young Master."]

Based on your memory, after careful analysis, a figure appears in your mind.

[It still exists within those sixteen years before you regained your memories.]

With the appearance of Jiang Bofu, this "steward," you have almost figured out the reason behind the so-called "disaster of the extermination of the family."

You lift the curtain.

[He looked up at the woman who was exactly as he remembered her, as if time itself had stood still around her.]

[It seems like a sigh, or perhaps just idle chatter.]

The gaze shifted from her to the other women.

[A soft laugh suddenly followed.]

"I thought the surprises were yet to come, but I never expected you guys to give me almost a moment's peace..."

You sit upright in the carriage, raising your hand to lift the curtain.

His gaze swept over the several women waiting before him.

Slow and deep.

[A personal maid who has been with you since childhood, a maid who takes care of your daily life, a maid who keeps you company while you read...]

[The image of that family massacre, long buried deep in my memory.]

[They appeared one by one.]

[Wei Qi, Pang Hai, Xu Hui, Xu Kun.]

They now instinctively tremble with fear at the mere mention of the word "young master."

Looking at you with a tense expression, my eyes conveyed a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion) and heaviness.

The current situation clearly demonstrates that the so-called "extermination of the entire family" was almost entirely an absurd and farcical lie.

Their feelings were complicated.

It's hard to imagine the devastating impact I would have if I were in your shoes.

Because this cannot be simply summarized as a waste of effort.

[To everyone's surprise.]

You seem to have completely accepted the facts.

A serene and relaxed smile curved at the corners of her lips.

[His tone seemed to span ten years, and he gestured to the group.]

[A soft laugh: "Since you still call me Young Master, I don't need to tell you how to serve me, do I?"]

Your eyes hold a restless, mysterious light.

Lower your hand that had drawn back the curtain.

As the curtains fell, they gradually obscured your face and voice.

Only the ancient, melodious sound drifted by.

"You haven't forgotten how to play your old roles, have you?"

The women who had been waiting to greet him exchanged complex glances upon hearing this.

[Finally, his questioning gaze fell upon Jiang Bofu and Wen Fei.]

Jiang Bofu's cloudy eyes were downcast, his reactions slow and his hearing deaf, like that of an elderly man, as if he were weighing something in his mind.

Wen Fei, on the other hand, didn't have as many concerns.

[A figure suspended in mid-air, chin slightly raised.]

"Since the young master has given the order, why don't you obey?"

As she uttered those words, she seemed lost in thought, as if transported back to a bygone era.

Everyone is pretending, acting.

[And she was simply playing herself.]

Jiang Bofu chose you at first glance, bluntly stating that you are dull-witted, have mediocre comprehension, and lack any spark of talent.

But she didn't think so.

[Because in our daily interactions, you would occasionally have a flash of inspiration and ask her questions that surprised and prompted deep thought.]

Why does one plus one equal two?

Why does water flow downwards, and why does ripe fruit fall to the ground?

Like the wind, from which it rises, and the tides, why they ebb and flow.

[And these are the kinds of questions she usually overlooks and doesn't delve into.]

[Make her convinced that what you perceive as dullness, mediocrity, and lack of talent are merely waiting to be sculpted.]

Even if one is unsuccessful in their youth, they will inevitably achieve great things later in life.

She repeatedly begged you to get involved.

[But all I got in return was, "This child is dull-witted and unworthy to answer."]

As for her points regarding your statements.

[Furthermore, Jiang Bofu bluntly stated that this was like an ant trying to see the sky, a mere speck of dust.]

The laws of heaven and earth are eternal.

Spiritual practice is about seeking the Great Way and attaining eternity.

As for the ebb and flow of the tide, and why ripe fruit falls to the ground.

Once you reach the corresponding position, you will wield immense power.

Therefore, there is only one answer...

The mystery of heaven and man!

Wen Fei couldn't refute Jiang Bofu's remarks because they were also deeply ingrained in her understanding.

Your question made her feel challenged and realized you have something special about you.

However, for someone like Jiang Bofu...

[His resolve in the Dao is unwavering and unshakeable.]

Naturally, they cannot accept your uniqueness.

Ultimately, she was sent to the ancient city of Loulan under the pretext of a distant marriage to oversee the trade and economic affairs of the merchant guild.

The women immediately complied.

[He walked gracefully to your carriage, bowed respectfully, and then lifted the curtain to enter.]

[Wei Qi, Pang Hai, Xu Hui, Xu Kun.]

A few people and a cat watched coldly from the sidelines.

[I especially observed the transformation of the women from their initial mysterious and aloof demeanor to the few steps they took towards your vehicle.]

This mysterious phenomenon gradually collapsed.

[Ultimately, she transformed from an ethereal beauty unattainable by ordinary people into a maidservant in a wealthy and powerful family.]

They felt nothing.

Because it's clear that these people are nothing more than mere "tools."

You sit quietly on the frame.

[Feel the gentle touch of two soft hands behind you, the graceful cup of tea in front of you, and the fragrant aroma of red sleeves on either side.]

[His posture was languid and relaxed.]

[Yet his eyes grew increasingly deep and unsettling, making them difficult to fathom.]

[My aunt didn't die. Steward Jiang Bofu appeared, along with several of his personal maids.]

You're increasingly looking forward to meeting the next person.

[Bring your thoughts back, and suppress your emotions with reason.]

[You almost really wanted to act recklessly and tear apart all the pretense before you.]

[I even want to give this ghost world a 'rebirth'.]

However, when I think of my brothers and friends around me, their grand ambitions, and the countless lights shining in the world...

[A sense of reluctance still lingers in my heart.]

The world is already so dirty.

If even you cannot leave a glimmer of hope for humanity, to gather a spark and ignite a prairie fire, then…

That would be too despairing.

[The compassion in my heart, and the hand of supreme reason.]

[Now that you've completely calmed down and are ready to start scheming.]

We absolutely must fight to the end.

Before that, intelligence and benefits are equally essential.

You lean back slightly.

[I rest my head on her jade-like legs, leaning against her softness.]

A light flick of the fingertip.

After quickly weighing the options and analyzing the situation in his mind, he sketched out a complete framework.

After the wagon reached the ancient city, the guarding cavalry did not continue to follow.

Only after Yang Jian raised his hand to give the order did he walk alongside Jiang Bofu.

Upon entering the ancient city, one encounters the imperial guards commanded by a general.

The general appeared to be middle-aged, with a robust physique and a profound aura, giving off an impression of unshakeable strength.

"Young Master!"

A powerful voice rang out, and those two familiar words rang out once more.

You look up in greeting.

The maidservant lifts the curtain for you.