He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

"Don't come to me for it, no matter who you ask!" Angers cursed. "I'm a principal responsible for educating and nurturing students, not a money-making machine! Besides... do you want to drain the entire Secret Party's coffers to install a proton collider?"

……

For the next half hour, a group of old guys with an average age of around eighty began to sketch out a grand blueprint for the future of Kassel College.

They spoke with beaming faces, spitting as they talked, but Tang Yu was falling asleep listening to them…

However, yawning in this situation is really inappropriate, so Tang Yu, with his steely willpower, forcefully suppressed the yawn that was about to come out.

Waiting is always agonizing!

Tang Yu really didn't expect these old guys to be so talkative!

Time flew by, and it was past 11 p.m.

After talking non-stop for more than three hours, King Solomon, who was in the worst physical condition among the group, turned pale and began to foam at the mouth.

To prevent the old man Solomon from dying here today, the "merciful" Angers finally announced the end of the meeting.

"Alright, let's adjourn today's meeting! We can discuss the remaining matters in detail after Mingfei and the others return to the academy! It's getting late, everyone should get some rest. Good night!"

"Finally finished speaking..." Tang Yu felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

After saying goodbye to the old guys, Tang Yu jogged all the way to the academy cafeteria.

Kassel College's cafeteria offers food 24 hours a day. Tang Yu knew a few people in the cafeteria, so he walked into the kitchen with ease and came out a moment later carrying two portions of stir-fried pork tenderloin.

These two servings of stir-fried pork tenderloin are Tang Yu and Erii's midnight snack tonight!

For a carnivorous creature like Erii, a dish that's 60% meat should be quite delicious for the little monster!

……

In the same place, in Italy, at the Gattuso estate.

Caesar Gattuso sat expressionlessly in the seat of the Gattuso family patriarch; the once bustling Gattuso estate was now deserted.

Overthrowing the Elders Council isn't something that can be achieved with mere words! Bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable.

To date, most of the Gattuso family members have been imprisoned, while the remaining small number... died in the conflict with Kassel College.

Yes, the one in charge of dealing with the Gattuso family... is none other than the young master of the Gattuso family, Caesar Gattuso!

"Young Master, your uncle wishes to see you!" Just as Caesar closed his eyes in deep thought, Percy, with his heterochromatic blue and white eyes, appeared behind Caesar like a ghost.

“Percy!” Caesar raised his head and glanced at me indifferently. “Don’t call me Young Master anymore. From today onwards… the Gattuso family no longer exists! Just call me Caesar from now on.”

“Yes, young master!” Percy nodded respectfully.

"What about Pompeii? What's that old man doing now?" Caesar asked softly, tilting his head.

“The head of the Pompeii family is commemorating your mother,” Parsi replied respectfully.

Upon hearing Percy's words, Caesar fell silent!

After a long while, he chuckled softly.

"Ha...that guy would commemorate my mother? Don't be ridiculous! That stallion's footprints are all over the seven continents and four oceans, and his women are all over the seven continents and four oceans! I really can't imagine what it's like for that stallion to be so devoted!"

"Since my dear uncle wants to see me, then I'll go see him! After all... I have a lot of things I want to ask my dear uncle!"

Having said that, Caesar stood up from his seat as head of the family, dusted himself off, and walked toward the cellar built by the Gattuso family.

Although it's called a "cellar," its real purpose is actually a prison!

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201 The Secret Hidden in the Cellar

Caesar had always known that there was a "cellar" in the Gattuso family's estate, but he had never been inside!

Because he doesn't have the authority!

Even though Caesar was the young master of the Gattuso family, he still failed to enter the "cellar".

Within this large family, only Pompeii Gattuso, his brother Frost Gattuso, and a few elderly men had the authority to enter!

……

"Young Master, please put on a mask! The air quality in the cellar isn't very good, and there might be some odor!" Percy, who was standing next to Caesar, handed him a mask.

Caesar did not refuse Percy's offer; he took the mask, put it on, and then entered the password at the entrance to the cellar.

As times have progressed, the protective measures at the entrance of the "cellar" have changed from the stone door of the past to a high-tech steel giant door powered by electricity and steam.

The door made a hissing sound, then spewed out a cloud of milky white mist.

Propelled by steam, the three-ton steel gate slowly opened.

The moment the door opened, a dark and damp smell wafted out through the crack, a smell that made Caesar, accustomed to a life of luxury, frown slightly.

“Young Master, perhaps we shouldn’t go in! I can bring your uncle out, and we can talk outside!” Percy suggested.

"It's alright, let's go in! It's just a little odor, right? I'm not that delicate!" Caesar waved his hand and took the lead into the cellar.

The environment inside the "cellar" is not much different from the prisons depicted in most movies and TV shows.

The environment was cold and damp, filled with all sorts of strange smells! The only good thing was... there weren't any fist-sized rats running around everywhere!

Frost's cell was located at the deepest part of the cellar, some distance from the entrance.

On his way to the depths of the "cellar," Caesar's gaze was drawn to a large door painted a striking bright red.

In alchemy, "bright red" generally signifies "high danger"!

The door was painted bright red, which meant that there was a potentially deadly danger inside!

“Percy, what’s behind this door?” Caesar asked.

Percy was a competent secretary, and he always answered Caesar's questions.

But at this moment, Percy fell silent!

After a long silence, Percy said softly, "Young Master, let's go see your uncle first! So much time has passed, he must be getting impatient!"

“Then let him wait a little longer!” Caesar raised an eyebrow slightly. “Percy, you don’t want me to go in! Tell me the truth, what’s behind this door?”

Meeting Caesar's steely gaze, Percy slowly spoke: "Young Master, behind this door lies the sins of the Gattuso family!"

"The sins of the Gattuso family? Then let me, the destroyer of the Gattuso family, bear witness!" Caesar smiled indifferently. "Let me see what kind of dark and unknown deeds those old bastards who always claim to be benevolent and righteous are doing behind the scenes!"

Ignoring Percy's advice, Caesar insisted on pushing open the tightly closed door.

"vomit……"

A pungent stench wafted from inside the door. When Caesar saw the hellish scene before him, his stomach churned, and the Wagyu steak he had eaten at noon kept rising to his head.

Even though Caesar was the student council president, a top-notch dragon slayer, and had seen countless grand scenes, when he saw the corpses lying haphazardly on the silver-white operating table, he still behaved no differently than an ordinary person.

"Did those...did those old bastards do all this?" Caesar gasped for breath, his eyes bloodshot, his brilliant golden hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, making him look like a monstrous demon crawling out of hell.

"Young Master, have some water and calm down!" Percy's composure contrasted sharply with Caesar's excitement.

Even after witnessing this hellish scene, Percy's expression remained largely unchanged.

He took a bottle of mineral water from his briefcase and handed it to Caesar.

Caesar tilted his head back and took a swig, then poured the rest of the water over his head.

The cool sensation made Caesar feel slightly better.

Once Caesar had completely calmed down, Percy slowly revealed the origin of the room.

From Percy's account, Caesar roughly understood the purpose of the room.

This room is a laboratory where the old men of the Gattuso family, nearing the end of their lives, have been conducting inhumane bloodline experiments on hybrids!

And these hybrids... were all captured from all over the world by that group of old bastards under the guise of "high-risk hybrids"!

The old folks' goal is to pursue the elusive and unattainable path of immortality!

Those dying old men longed for a life as long as that of dragons. Faced with the temptation of "immortality," they abandoned their humanity, their benevolence, their morality... they abandoned everything they could abandon!

"They are simply demons!" Caesar gritted his teeth, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Caesar had never been so angry since his mother's death!

“They are demons!” Percy nodded, agreeing with Caesar’s statement.

"Where are those old guys?"

“He’s dead!” Percy replied calmly.

"How did they die?" Caesar asked, puzzled. "I remember... our group didn't go into the area where those old bastards were!"

"No! But during the battle, our team destroyed the central control circuit in the manor, and the life support pods that the elderly relied on for survival lost their power supply."

"Most of them died from multiple organ failure, while a small number of younger people died from excessive shock. Their bodies are currently being stored in a cold storage facility. Would you like to see them?"

"No need! But... I just feel that dying like this is too easy for them!" Caesar's azure eyes flashed with a lion-like rage.

……

“Young Master, we really should go see your uncle! We’re already half an hour late,” Percy reminded him.

"Then let's go, let's go see my good uncle!" Caesar emphasized the last three words. "Oh, and remember to have the remains here properly buried..."

Caesar straightened his slightly disheveled clothes and then resumed his usual indifferent expression.

After walking for a long time in the dim light, and then through a narrow corridor, Caesar and Percy arrived at the room where Frost Gattuso was being held.

The moment Frost saw his beloved nephew, the expression on his face became a pie chart.

Caesar read four parts anger, three parts doubt, and three parts disappointment in it!

To be able to make such a complex expression, it seems Frost's skill is truly exceptional!

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202 The Secrets of the Gattuso Family

Frost stared intently at Caesar for a long time, and Caesar responded to his uncle with silence.

The expected torrent of reprimands did not come. Frost simply and forcefully uttered three words: "You've come."