The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 67: Outsider

When Ye Ming expressed his discontent, Ye Qing Lei kept quiet.

She kept her calm and remained silent. It was clear that she had no intention of doing the persuasion.

Ye Ling also realized that she was on her own if she wished to accompany Ye Ming on his journey.

"Young Master can be reassured. Ye Ling knows she’s not worth anything in your eyes, but I can play some melodious instruments during the journey." Ye Ling stepped forward and explained.

Although she silently refused to be worthless, Ye Ling didn’t care about her reputation on the surface as she shamelessly expressed her intent to play music for him.

When she dabbled into the Music Dao, her Father had always been supportive and provided her with many musical notes and techniques.

Yet she still felt it wasn’t enough and used mortals to enhance her music.

Who would have thought her action inadvertently ruined her Father? Had she known it in advance, then she would have never used mortal lives or any lives in general.

She would have been grateful and studied the Music Dao in her room.

’Damn, she’s really serious.’ Ye Ming pursed his lips when he could sense her determination. At the same time, he realized there was still heavy discretion in gender equality.

Ye Gou and Ye Shou were still being punished in prison, but Ye Ling was able to escape imprisonment and even a chance of redemption.

How laughable was that?

He stared at Ye Ling for a good few seconds before sighing softly. In the end, he was also guilty of causing mortal deaths, so what right did he have to criticize her?

"Fine, but if your music sucks, then don’t blame me for kicking you in the middle of the flight." Ye Ming snorted coldly and ultimately adhered to his Mother’s arrangement.

For some reason, he had a feeling that his Mother already knew what he had done and made such an arrangement in advance.

No, it wasn’t a feeling. Ye Ming was definitely certain that his Mother had long deduced his action.

Sure enough, when he shifted his gaze toward Ye Qing Lei, she simply smiled brightly. The smile was still full of love and tenderness, but now Ye Ming realized how scary that kind of smile was toward her opponents.

’Phew, good thing I was born correctly.’ He patted his chest and turned around. He found a comfortable viewing spot to lay down.

The flying ship was extremely big and equipped with top-tier defense mechanisms.

In the meantime, Qing Lan finished setting up the perimeter as she approached him. When her eyes darted to Ye Ling, she had a complicated expression.

Ye Ling also noticed her gaze and didn’t know what to say.

Although she was surnamed Ye, her current identity was quite a mess. In fact, she didn’t even know if she was eligible to say her surname aloud.

"There’s no need to be awkward and ruin the atmosphere." Ye Ming suddenly said.

"Ye Ling is an outsider in my eyes, so Lan, your status is a maid but is higher than her during this journey." He continued, making it crystal clear of their status. He had no intention of letting the two figure it out themselves and potentially cause more trouble for him.

"Yes, Young Master," Qing Lan smiled slightly and hurriedly went to give him a massage on the shoulders.

As for Ye Ling, her face was rather complex. ’Did he really have to emphasize that part?’

Knowing it was one thing. But to be informed directly was another thing.

"Don’t act so sulky and go play some instrumental. My mood has turned somewhat sour because of your presence." Ye Ming commanded.

His tone was harsh and even cold. But in reality, he was merely feeling frustrated that his Mother or Father was orchestrating something behind the scenes.

He refused to believe they were the kind of people who are easy to read. Just the mere fact that both of them managed to cultivate to the pinnacle and have an infinite lifespan meant a lot.

Sure, his Mother doted on him a lot, but it was also a fact that she could be a fearsome chess player who was maneuvering things unbeknown to him.

’Are they restrained by something and could only do it after my exit?’ He wondered silently. However, his conjecture wouldn’t have made any sense. After all, they had all the time to scheme whatever during his absence.

In the end, he stopped trying to rack his brain in comprehending their actions. They both lived for so long and the pawns or pieces they planned far outscaled his scope.

"Young Master, is the massage not to your liking?" Qing Lan inquired. She noticed that he was frowning occasionally, but was unsure what he was thinking.

"Nothing, just continue." Ye Ming shook his head.

"Um, I’m afraid that would have to wait." She suddenly said and explained, "We’re going to hyper-teleport soon after we reach the boundary of the world. I’ll need to manually control it and stabilize it."

"Eh, this flying ship needs stabilization? I thought it was the best of the best."

"Yes, it’s the best, but I’m inspecting it to ensure nothing would go amiss."

Nodding, Ye Ming found it reasonable. It was just like how a veteran in a certain subject would personally make an inspection on something important. Even though they knew the chance of mishaps was slim, they still wanted to inspect it anyway.

"Alright, you can go ahead then," he waved his hand and dismissed her.

Soon, Qing Lan vanished and reappeared in the control room. Her eyes were solemn and completely detached from the previous sweet behavior.

"The Madam has said that some insidious people couldn’t wait any longer. Then let’s see how much scum we can reel in. How dare they try to scheme against the Young Master. I’ll ensure you won’t ever get the chance to breathe." She muttered, her expression was cold and exuded a powerful killing intent.

Indeed, Ye Ming was correct in his suspicion. His plan to leave was being used as a chess move by his parents!