Chapter 300: The Little Rabbit is His

At the dining table, Yusen’s ice blue eyes shifted. He looked at the communicator in the Black-clothed Steward’s hand and slowly took it.

"...Sensen?"

From the other end of the communicator, Zhi Zhi’s soft voice drifted over. A touch of warmth entered Yusen’s lonely, cold eyes. He hadn’t spoken in a long time, and his voice was a bit hoarse. "Yes."

The Mermaid Youth’s breathing was a little unsteady. He unconsciously sat up straighter. "You’ve arrived?"

Yu Zhizhi nodded. "Yes, I’m back in the Valoran Imperial City now. I’m very safe~"

Varolan, the Imperial City.

A place far from the Deep Sea.

Yusen’s anxious heart slowly settled. He gazed at the clean white tablecloth before him. "Have you seen Little Amon?"

At the mention of Little Amon, Yu Zhizhi became very excited. "I have! Sensen, Little Amon’s illness can be cured! I’m with him every day now. Thank you. If it weren’t for you—"

If Sensen hadn’t sent her away from Black Tide Harbor, Little Amon’s condition would have worsened, and Yu Zhizhi might not have been able to see him again by the time she returned.

The Little White Snake beside her looked up curiously. He heard his mommy talking about him with someone. A shrewd glint flashed in his pale golden snake eyes. "Thank you, big brother!"

On the other end of the communicator, Yusen was taken aback to hear the high-pitched, childlike voice of a small creature. He corrected, "It’s uncle."

The Little White Snake flicked its tail up, coiling around Yu Zhizhi’s wrist and pressing close to her.

"As long as you’re all right." A faint smile touched Yusen’s lips.

Across the table, Shen He stared grimly at the Mermaid on the call. He couldn’t hear what was being said on the other end, but he could roughly deduce the content of their conversation from Yusen’s words.

When he heard "Little Amon"...

’He must be referring to some cub,’ he thought.

This topic seemed to be exclusive to the Mermaid and Miss Rabbit. They always had "little secrets" that only the two of them shared.

’A call...’

’She made a special call just to tell Yusen she was safe?’

An inexplicable irritation welled up in Shen He. He averted his gaze, his fingers tapping on the tabletop.

Standing nearby, Buli stepped forward and poured him some wine.

Buli knew his master was not feeling well at the moment. Although he always appeared nonchalant, in reality, he must be desperate to hear Miss Rabbit’s voice.

They talked for a while longer.

Yusen had been very silent recently. His injuries had not yet fully healed, and everything felt like it had returned to how it was at the very beginning—the Mermaid had always been solitary and indifferent to the outside world.

The Undersea Steward couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Today was probably the most Prince You Sen had spoken on any single day, and it was also the happiest he had been in a long time.

Outside the door, a soldier reported, "Lord Shen He, Prince You Sen, Doctor Moluo has arrived."

Yusen gave a quiet "Mm," but on the other end, Yu Zhizhi heard the two words "Doctor Moluo" and quickly asked, "Sensen, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?"

"I’m fine." Yusen didn’t want to say more and make Miss Rabbit worry.

His tone was gentle. "In the future, if you get the chance, call me more... okay?"

Yu Zhizhi replied with a smile, "Okay~"

Yusen had to go get his injuries treated.

The Black-clothed Steward took the communicator and escorted the Prince away.

Just as Yusen’s figure vanished down the corridor, a dark shadow flashed past. Before the middle-aged man could react, the communicator was snatched from his hand.

He stared in astonishment at the brown-haired young man before him. "Bishop Buli! You!—"

"Just borrowing it."

Buli felt no shame at all. He immediately redialed the number. "Ms. Zhi Zhi, it’s me."

The Black-clothed Steward reached out to stop him, his voice slightly agitated. "That’s the Prince’s communicator! Give it back!"

Buli said, "Don’t be so stingy."

Yu Zhizhi answered the call back but heard an argument break out on the other side before she could even speak.

’It sounds like...’

’The Steward and Mr. Buli?’

They were arguing fiercely, and Yu Zhizhi could hear them clearly.

The Steward’s voice was thick with emotion. "The Prince’s injuries were all thanks to Lord Shen He!"

Buli instantly muffled the communicator.

But it was too late.

Yu Zhizhi’s tone was slightly stunned. "Lord Shen He injured the Prince?"

Buli smiled. "...There was a small disagreement."

He turned and walked toward the dining room. "Ms. Zhi Zhi, you should talk to Lord Shen He, too. He’s been very worried about you since you left. In the Chelsea East Territory, the Knight Alliance had a lot of members, and Lord Shen He was injured as well."

The Black-clothed Steward watched Buli leave, speechless.

’Lord Shen He has a regeneration ability. Setting aside the fact that he wasn’t hurt at all, even if he had been, the wound would have healed within three seconds. He’s perfectly fine now.’

’But my Prince is the pitiful one. He took a direct hit.’

’He had already used all his spiritual power on Ms. Zhi Zhi and had no strength left to use his Glacier Power for defense. Lord Shen He’s strike nearly cost Prince You Sen his life.’

Buli, having snatched the communicator, presented it to Shen He.

’Even if...’

’Even if Ms. Zhi Zhi "scolds" the master, it’s still better than being silently forgotten.’

’With such a great distance between them—’

’We have to find ways to stay in touch!’

Shen He’s gray eyes swept over the light blue communicator. His gaze lingered for a few seconds before he took it.

Yu Zhizhi waited for a moment, but when she heard no sound, she tentatively asked, "Lord Shen He?"

She heard a shark’s soft snort.

Yu Zhizhi spoke every word with the utmost sincerity. "Lord Shen He, I was the one who begged Prince You Sen to send me away. You... you shouldn’t bully him."

"—I bullied him?" Fury simmered in Shen He’s heart, and he gripped the communicator tightly. "He did something wrong, so naturally, he must be punished."

"...What did the Prince do wrong?" Yu Zhizhi murmured.

"You are a Prisoner of War I captured. Without my permission, he took it upon himself to send you out of the Deep Sea Empire. That is a violation of Imperial law."

Regarding the ownership of a Prisoner of War—

Miss Rabbit was his!

Only he had the right to decide her fate!

Yu Zhizhi was at a loss for words. She felt the Big Shark was just twisting logic! After a long moment, she lowered her head and fiddled with the decoration on her waist. "But... Prince You Sen is your brother..."

Shen He took a mouthful of wine. "So what? We’re not from the same clan. Were you expecting us to be a happy, loving family?"

The previous Tracking had ended at the Chelsea East Territory.

He knew it was that person from Varolan who had taken Miss Rabbit. He just couldn’t be certain: did he come in person, or was it a Clone Puppet?

Shen He’s gray eyes were chillingly cold, and his tone held a trace of mockery. "Did you really think your dear Duke is good to his own flesh-and-blood siblings? Why don’t you ask him how much of his own family’s blood is on his hands?"

Yu Zhizhi fell silent.

The strong liquor burned his throat. Thinking of Miss Rabbit now in the Snake Mansion in the Valoran Imperial City, Shen He forcibly suppressed the rage in his eyes. He tightened his grip on his wine glass. "I won’t let you get away that easily..."

On the other end of the line, the shark sounded like he was smiling.

"Healing Officer Miss, treasure your time of freedom."

"The day you fall into my hands—"

"I promise, your end will be miserable."

As the shark seethed out his threats, Buli, standing to the side, wore an awkward smile. He was beginning to regret snatching the communicator for Lord Shen He. It seemed to have had the opposite effect...?

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