Ronan shook off his negative thoughts and refocused on Wu Jian, the omega in the past few days looked a bit haggard and spent a lot of time looking at the flowers lost in some distant thought.

"Why don't you make an appointment with the doctor downtown? I'm sure Prince Mu wouldn't object to you taking a day off. So, you can decide whether or not you can continue the relationship from a distance." Ronan calmly advised, despite wanting Wu Jian and Chewe to split up, he wasn't so selfish as to want to screw things up for Wu Jian.

"I thought about it a lot, but I'm afraid Prince Mu is going to get in trouble…" Wu Jian said putting a hand to his forehead as if he was expecting a headache to come.

Wu Jian was practically Mu Liang's constant companion, he was always around. The times he wasn't around, terrible things happened to Prince Mu, since he swallowed a soul-eating worm egg, almost kidnapped by vampires, terrorist attack, escape and desperate run in secret tunnels... Anyway, he felt that in his absence Mu Liang looked like he would get himself into a lot of trouble.

"Wu Jian, Prince Mu is not a small child. What are you really afraid of?" Ronan asked not believing the weak excuse of the omega beside him.

Emery: Shall we steal the imperial treasure?

Mu Liang: When?

Emery: When would be a good day for you?

Mu Liang: When Wu Jian isn't around.

Wu Jian: (!!!)

"I'm afraid I'm liking him too much, but as we're of different races and statuses this might only generate more pain… Since it might just be my expectations," Wu Jian said opening his heart to his good friend.

Of course, poor Ronan felt the bitterness in his mouth, he shouldn't have questioned anything and should have kept silent, so the damage would have been better. Taking a long breath he said:

"The world we live in is much less complicated than you might think. You've only just met, so there's no reason to be anxious about future things that you don't even know will happen. You still have to be sure if you can handle long-distance dating or know if the doctor really wants a more serious relationship, when you know all this you can think about the obstacles you told me."

Wu Jian looked like he had been enlightened, he really was suffering for no reason as he needed to confirm many things with Chewe before suffering from possible obstacles of status and race.

"But what you can see is that you seem to want something more than spending a pleasant time with the doctor. In this case, it's better to be honest with him, just to see how far your relationship can go." Ronan finished speaking watching Wu Jian's features lighten and his face show a more relaxed expression.

After the conversation with Ronan, Wu Jian felt more confident and after dinner, he started a video call with Chewe.

"Have you ever been around town?" Chewe asked after Wu Jian's suggestion that they meet in town.

"No, I was too busy so far to have a day off"

"So would you mind if I made the suggestions for our tour? Do you have any places you want to visit?" Chewe said excitedly, he was missing Wu Jian.

Like Wu Jian, Chewe also missed physical contact, and many nights he masturbated thinking about the omega, no matter how many other omegas and betas approached him in the past few days, he only had his mind on the human omega.

The two men arranged to meet at a restaurant famous for its typical food and historic cultural environment, they would meet as soon as Mu Qiao and Sheng Piao were accommodated in Gyasi's palace.

After turning off the video Chewe felt muffled, he wanted the date to come soon, his excitement was disturbed by soft knocks on the door.

"Young Master Chewe, I've come to deliver you some snacks and tea" the voice was distinctly sweet and smooth, far from the uncharismatic voice of the robots.

The scent of pheromones was also quite evident, a honey trap was slamming his door, which made Chewe frown and his good mood was blown away.

In the last two weeks, the situation was getting weirder and weirder, there were cute omegas and betas all around him replacing his robot team. When he went to question his father about this, he was simply reprimanded and sent out of the office, his father was acting very strange since the accident with Emperor Ade's lover.

"Tomorrow I'm going back to the military base regardless of what my father argues, it's not like my livelihood depends on the duchy anyway." Chewe thought positively.

He was in the duchy at his father's request because he thought his father was worried about him due to recent developments with Concubine Jang's betrayal and poisoning by mind-controlling worms.

However, the way his father had been acting these past few days was making him feel miserable and it was almost unbearable to live in the family home.

"Young Master Chewe?" the soft voice kept calling at the door.

"I'm not eating, you can leave now" Chewe replied indifferently and didn't open the door.

"Young Master Chewe, don't you be so? I'm really pretty and I promise to be really good in bed too" the sweet voice kept pleading at the door shamelessly.

Chewe was stunned, before they were discreet now they were being so aggressive, what was going through his father's mind to let this kind of person circulate in the duchy?

"I don't need this kind of service, please leave or I'll call the guards to remove you"

Silence ensued at the door, but Chewe knew the Omega wasn't gone since the sweet and nasty pheromones he could still feel, so to his surprise, he heard the door open.

This should be impossible, as the bedroom door needed his permission, along with the fingerprint and eye analysis, unless this omega somehow obtained the master swipe card that can open every door in the duchy.

Only this master card is in the possession of the faithful butler of the family and Chewe's father, which meant that one of the two he thought was the father was supporting this kind of shameless, aggressive attitude from that omega.

The objective was not very explicit, but it was already said in the circles of nobles that Duke Azikiwe was worried about his eldest son who was meeting too much with the entourage that came with Prince Mu.

It was well known as Duke Azikiwe was a staunch conservative when it came to family lineage, he could tolerate Gyasi marrying Mu Liang, but he would never accept an heir coming from their union, but with the lineage purification processes that occur twice for the crown prince so it was possible to preserve the pure lineage, which greatly mitigated the duke's intolerance to the union of Gyasi and the half-elf of the Tang-Kai empire.

Particularly, the duke had a lot of problems with humans, he didn't want his son to get involved with humans, their lineage would be corrupted if this happened.

Deep down, Duke Azikiwe despised humans considerably, while envying them for all the achievements that humans as a society achieved faster than the zerg diablo race itself.

A race that had been considered weak and inferior for many centuries was now one of the four most powerful races in the galaxy. This still seemed to leave a lot of resentment in the ruling races, Duke Azikiwe being one of the examples of such meaningless resentment.

Chewe had no idea of ​​this dark side of his father who always seemed like a nice, good-natured, tolerant man. Of course, he was like that as long as their children and even the current emperor did not defile their family lineage.

Ghali Usutu couldn't waste this golden opportunity to climb socially, if he seduced Chewe and got pregnant, he could become the duke's husband, as he had Duke Azikiwe's permission, so there would be no harm in pushing himself a little further on alpha.

Yes, there would be bad omegas that would also violate the alphas' d.e.s.i.r.es and force them to have physical relationsh.i.p.s, it's not just a bad alpha thing.

When Ghali entered the room very excited, his face turned pale as he had a gun pointed at his head.

The golden iris eyes weren't hot at all, they were like cold, hard gold when looking at Ghali. The cold gun to his head made Ghali urinate in a few seconds, after all, when did a civilian get so close to a gun?

Never, at least not Ghali Usutu, son of the weak and submissive aristocracy.