Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Huh? Big brother!"

Yao Lin instantly felt relieved and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Upon seeing who it was, he exclaimed with delight, "Brother, you're still alive!"

“Of course I’m still alive,” Isaac said. “I didn’t expect you to still be here.”

"Ah, yes."

Are you settling in comfortably?

"Oh, that's really a great habit..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, Isaac grabbed his head.

"My foolish brother, do you see your omen of death shining brightly?"

"Wha...what happened!?"

Yao Lin was frightened by Isaac's fierce expression.

"Why don't you return to the New Kingdom? If you don't return, do you want someone else to inherit the throne?"

“Brother, if you inherit the throne, you won’t be considered anyone else either,” Yao Lin said weakly.

"Bullshit! I haven't even become president yet!"

"Big brother, you've been working so hard for so long and the presidency still isn't yours. I think you have no hope. Why don't you come back with me to inherit... Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Isaac's grip on his hand tightened.

After a long time, Isaac finally put Yao Lin down amidst his pleas for mercy.

Yao Lin rubbed his aching head and said with a bitter face, "It's not that I don't want to go back, but what if Father asks why my elder brother didn't come back? What am I supposed to say? That you're dead? That could get me beheaded."

“Then just say I’m missing,” Isaac said casually.

"This can't be faked."

"Never mind then, I'm going to Singapore tomorrow anyway, you can come with me."

"Big brother, have you finally decided to go back and inherit the throne?"

"Inherit my ass, I'm going there to see Dad about something." Isaac pushed Yao Lin inside. "Where are Lanfang and Master Fu? I haven't seen them around."

"They seemed to have heard some news beforehand, so they went outside to inquire about the situation."

Isaac realized that they already knew he had returned.

Yao Lin said, "They come to report to me regularly. If you want to see them, you'll probably have to wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, two dark figures suddenly appeared at the apartment door.

One of the men in black pulled down his mask, revealing his face.

Lanfang has returned, and next to her is Master Fu.

"Young Master, we have just received news that His Highness is not dead, he has already..."

Halfway through her sentence, Lan Fang looked in shock into the apartment, where Isaac and Violet were standing.

"Your Highness?"

Lanfang murmured, tears streaming from her eyes.

Isaac turned around and saw Lan Fang. He greeted her with a smile, "It's Lan Fang. Long time no see."

"Your Highness!"

Lanfang quickly threw herself into Isaac's arms, leaving him stunned for a moment.

She clung tightly to Isaac, her face pressed against his chest.

"That's wonderful, His Highness is still alive."

"Hmm...of course."

Lanfang, still embracing Isaac, remained deeply moved.

After the initial excitement subsided, she became aware of her behavior and her face instantly turned bright red.

"Your Highness! I...I...I...I..."

Lanfang's eyes began to dart around, and steam began to rise from her head.

She had actually made such a bold move towards His Highness, but then she thought, His Highness hadn't pushed her away, so did that mean he acquiesced? Or...?

Before she could think for long, a hand grabbed the back of her collar and pulled her off Isaac.

She turned around and found Violet staring at her with hostility.

Chapter 364: I always see you in brothels

"Why...why are you looking at me like that?"

Seeing Violet's unfriendly gaze, Lan Fang showed a rare hint of nervousness.

"It's nothing," Violet said calmly.

When she saw Lanfang hug Isaac, she instinctively pulled him away.

"you……"

"Cough cough."

Lanfang was about to say something when she was interrupted by Master Fu's cough.

When Lord Fu saw Isaac, he smiled and said, "Your Highness, it's good that you're back."

“Uncle Fu, you’ve come at the right time. I’m going back to Singapore with Yao Lin tomorrow. Would you like to come along?” Isaac asked.

"Oh! Is Your Highness finally going to inherit the throne?"

Grandpa Fu got excited.

If Isaac were willing to inherit the throne, the Yao family's status in the new country would be completely different.

"No, I'm just going back to discuss something with my dad."

"I see..." Master Fu was slightly disappointed, but still said, "Tomorrow, this old servant and Lanfang will accompany you back. We originally stayed here to get news of Your Highness."

"Alright, let's leave tomorrow morning."

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The sun shone brightly that day.

Several figures clad in robes rode camels across the desert. The group had been traveling for two days.

"Even though this isn't the first time I've traveled like this, it still feels so hot," Isaac said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

A desert separates Amestris from the New Kingdom, and the only means of transportation to the New Kingdom is by camel. And camels, of course, cannot match the speed of a train. It has been three days since they left Amestris.

They traveled in the morning and camped for rest at night. This is why Isaac didn't return to his new country once during his two years in Amnestolis.

"Uncle Fu, are we almost there?" Isaac asked.

"Yes, we should be able to see the border city in about two hours."

As night fell, darkness descended.

The group could vaguely see the lights shining from the buildings. This meant they had finally arrived in the new country.

After passing through the border checkpoint, the group entered the city. As they were taking the train to the capital, Lord Fu asked, "Your Highness, it's getting late. Shall we return to the Yao tribe's residence first?"

“It’s not too late yet.” Isaac glanced at the sky. “Violet, you and Fu Ye and the others go back to the camp first. I’m going to the palace.”

"Yes."

Violet nodded in agreement and left the spot with Master Fu and the others.

Isaac also went to the palace alone.

Compared to when he was stopped by the guards outside the palace more than two years ago, this time the guards seemed to have remembered his face, and they all stood still and bowed to him when they saw him.

"I'm looking for Dad. Is he inside?"

"Your Highness, His Majesty is not currently in the palace," the guard replied respectfully. "You can ask General Ye for more details; he may know."

"Oh, where is General Ye?"

"In the palace..."

Are you looking for me?

Before the guard could finish speaking, Ye Yingtian slowly walked over from a distance.

"It's been almost three years since we last met, Your Highness Yao Feifan," he greeted Isaac with a smile.

Isaac had stayed in New Country for several months while on a mission, and that's where he learned martial arts.

"Time flies," Isaac chuckled. "Do you know where Dad went?"

"This……"

Ye Yingtian's expression suddenly turned troubled. He glanced at the guard, who immediately understood, excused himself, and left.

"What's wrong? Is Dad in a very well-hidden location?"

"That...that's indeed the case."

"What happened?"

"Actually, it's nothing much, and it's been going on for more than a day or two." Ye Yingtian's forehead was covered in sweat, perhaps because of the heat.

Isaac looked at him for a while, then suddenly understood something and patted him on the shoulder.

"You've had it tough too."

"It would be wonderful if Your Highness could understand."

"Then I'll go find him myself. I'll continue to entrust the safety of the palace to you."

"Your Highness, you are too kind. This is all my duty."

After leaving the palace, Isaac strolled around the brightly lit streets.