Otherworld Advance Team-Chapter 1763 - 1756: Clan Trivial Matters

"Aunt, please take the seat of honor," the Young Lord said with a wave of his hand, "This nephew will definitely seek justice for you."

His form of address was quite deliberate, calling himself a nephew rather than referring to himself in other self-deprecating terms.

This was actually emphasizing the familial relationship between himself and Luzun Lan, indicating that he was handling family matters, not conflicts between two clans.

Luzun Lan, though angry, still complied with the request of the Young Lord. She sat in the central seat, glaring angrily at Yichuan Lai, who lay battered on the ground.

One might think that if this fellow were not from the Yichuan Clan, she might have skinned him alive already.

After inviting Luzun Lan to the seat of honor, the Young Lord turned and looked at Yichuan Lai, sighed, and asked, "Uncle, what exactly is going on here?"

"What else could it be? Sentimental entanglements," Yichuan Lai replied disdainfully, though he looked quite disheveled.

"Since you are married, you should observe your duties and not create additional complications," the Young Lord said expressionlessly.

"The marriage was arranged by you people, forcing me to marry this troublesome woman and leave me no peace," Yichuan Lai said angrily.

"What did you say!" Hearing his words, Luzun Lan slammed the table, pointing and cursing at him loudly.

"Keep your voice down, unless you want everyone to know how loud you can be," Yichuan Lai glanced disdainfully, replying indifferently.

"You, you, you should repent!" Luzun Lan pointed at Yichuan Lai, lips trembling with anger.

The Young Lord glanced around, sighing deeply. He could see that the two still had some feelings for each other, quarrels seemed more like mere squabbles.

In this case, as long as the unstable factors between the two were resolved, their conflict should be temporarily shelved.

Thinking of this, the Young Lord lowered his head to examine the pitiful performer lying on the ground. The performer was thin and frail, though somewhat attractive, her appeal paled starkly compared to Luzun Lan’s. So the Young Lord was somewhat surprised that his uncle would prefer picking wildflowers over tending to his own beautiful wife.

Nevertheless, he could understand Yichuan Lai’s resistance. After all, being forced to marry someone completely unknown and incompatible would cause resistance in anyone.

Dealing with the performer would be easy, just follow the clan rules. The trouble lay in the fact that the woman was pregnant.

According to Yichuan Clan’s principles, no clan member should be harmed. This woman carried the blood of the Yichuan, and if she were executed, it would be like killing their own clan member, something the Young Lord was unwilling to witness.

With this in mind, the Young Lord turned to the housekeeper and asked loudly, "What is the punishment for those who secretly engage in illicit activities?"

"In response to the young master’s query," the housekeeper seemed to understand the Young Lord’s intention and answered loudly, "The man shall be executed by slow slicing; the woman shall be drowned. However, if they are clan members, they shall be pardoned halfway."

"Take this woman away and process her according to the rules," the Young Lord instructed the housekeeper.

"Understood, young master!"

The housekeeper bowed, turned to summon the armor-clad soldiers nearby, and, ignoring the woman’s desperate pleas, dragged her away roughly. Her cries of despair resonated through the Liangyu Mansion and lingered.

Then, the Young Lord, facing Luzun Lan, knelt down with a thud and said humbly, "My uncle has erred and should be punished, but I implore Aunt, for the sake of their marital bond, to show mercy and lessen the penalty."

"Rise..." Luzun Lan frowned, waving her hand, "I did not intend to punish that man. His delicate health cannot withstand such turmoil; we shall follow the clan rules and lighten his punishment."

"Thank you, Aunt," the Young Lord rose from the ground, then turned and said sternly, "Sentence Uncle to meditation and repentance, kneeling before the ancestral tablets for ten days without pardon!" freeweɓnøvel~com

"Kneel for ten days? I can’t do that," upon hearing the sentence, Yichuan Lai cried out loudly, struggling against the guards, "Kneeling for ten days will ruin me."

"Uncle can endure it," the Young Lord said expressionlessly, "I will supervise the execution of your punishment without leniency."

"Why?" Yichuan Lai said angrily, "When father was alive, my brother would use his status to suppress me. Now that father is deceased, even you, a junior, dare to manage me, this is unfair!"

"Had Uncle put forth more effort, matters would not have come to this," the Young Lord said unhurriedly, "I never had to manage Fourth Uncle, and yet he never made any mistakes."

"Just because I’m useless, I’m used as a tool for marriage alliance, to marry a tigress?" Yichuan Lai pointed at Luzun Lan, loudly accusing.

"You bastard, who are you calling a tigress!" Luzun Lan slammed the table and cursed at Yichuan Lai in anger.

"Drag Uncle away, add punishment, slap his mouth ten times," the Young Lord said coldly with a dark expression.

The housekeeper, knowing that allowing Yichuan Lai to stay any longer would only exacerbate the situation, hurriedly signaled for the armor-clad soldiers to drag Yichuan Lai away.

Yichuan Lai was dragged away, his curses echoing incessantly, his clamorous voice could still be heard even a hundred meters away, but soon, clamorous screams turned into wails of anguish.

"The matter has been resolved, I implore Aunt to calm down," the Young Lord exhaled in relief, turning to Luzun Lan.

"Thanks to the Young Lord, most of my anger has subsided. I shall take my leave, leaving someone to bear witness," Luzun Lan also exhaled, speaking with a hint of respect.

She and Yichuan Lai did not reside at Liangyu Mansion but had a residence in Shengyuan Qilan. It was a bridal gift from the Luzun Clan, their new home.

After courteously seeing Luzun Lan off, the Young Lord was finally able to truly relax. After sending the guest out the gate, the housekeeper hurried back and carefully reported, "Young Lord, they have left."

"How was everything arranged?" the Young Lord inquired.

"She’s been locked in the dungeon, a female prisoner from the death cell replaced her for drowning," the housekeeper replied.

"That’s good," the Young Lord nodded, and then added, "I will go to the dungeon to check on her. Handle the situation here carefully, make sure the Luzun Clan doesn’t notice anything amiss."

"Understood," the housekeeper paused before cautiously asking, "But Young Lord, aren’t you supposed to report to the capital?"

"That matter will be postponed temporarily," the Young Lord waved his hand and sighed, "The household also needs attention, and while father is busy with governance, I naturally need to shoulder some of the responsibilities and handle domestic affairs."

"Alas, there are so many matters to attend to within the mansion, the Young Lord’s health is not very strong, please don’t exhaust yourself so much. Though I may not be highly capable, I am willing to do my utmost for the Young Lord," the housekeeper said with concern.

"I do not doubt your competence, but," the Young Lord sighed and said, "Currently, the Yichuan Clan is surrounded by formidable enemies, any slight mistake could be catastrophic, I dare not lower my guard..."

"Understood, but I still urge the Young Lord to take care of his health, for the Young Lord’s future engagement as the patriarch and leader of thousands," the housekeeper nodded and said.

After sending the housekeeper away, the Young Lord, escorted by servants, arrived at the dungeon beneath Liangyu Mansion.

The underground space was vast, with various specifications for the dungeons. Considering the woman was with child, she was not placed in the damp and cold common dungeons, but rather in a well-lit soft cell.

The performer was filled with fear, not knowing what kind of fate awaited her.

When the Young Lord reached her, the doctor and a maid had just finished examining her, so the Young Lord looked at the doctor and asked, "How is it?"

"Indeed, she is pregnant, already two months along," the doctor replied respectfully.

"Are you sure it’s a child of the Yichuan Clan?" the Young Lord asked, looking aside.

"Positive," a servant replied with a bow, "During this period, this performer was indeed only involved with the Young Lord of Yichuan and had not interacted with other men."

"That’s good," the Young Lord nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the anxious woman, stating expressionlessly, "You engaged illicitly with a Yichuan clan member without permission, you ought to be drowned, but since you are pregnant with my uncle’s child, we cannot inflict harsh punishment upon you."

"But do not feel fortunate for this. The Yichuan Clan will not acknowledge or publicize your relationship. You are permitted to give birth while penalized, and after weaning the child, you will take money and silver and depart far away, never to return, otherwise, do not blame us for not considering the child’s ties."

The performer, fearing death, was stunned by the Young Lord’s words, unable to react for a long time.

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