Oops… Did I Just Make My Dad the Richest Man Alive?

The Third Prince was arrested by the police robots.

The Third Prince’s guards rushed to the police station to ‘bail him out.’

Although they all knew His Highness the Third Prince would be released soon
after being taken to the police station, they were still very anxious.

The Third Prince’s guards quickly reported to Wen Zhaoyan that the Empire’s
Emperor wouldn’t be coming today, then hurriedly left.

Upon learning that the Empire’s Emperor wasn’t coming, the butler was deeply
disappointed.

It had been five years since Wen Zhaoyan was exiled to this sanatorium planet.

Every year, to show his ‘fatherly love’ for the Crown Prince, the Empire’s
Emperor would schedule a visit to see Wen Zhaoyan during this month.

So every year during this month, the butler would run himself ragged, hoping to
make the Empire’s Emperor feel some of that fatherly affection for Wen Zhaoyan
again.

Just earlier, the Empire’s Emperor’s spaceship had encountered trouble as soon
as it arrived at the sanatorium planet. The Third Prince had come in his
father’s place to inform him that His Majesty wasn’t coming.

The butler felt like crying.

“How could something happen all of a sudden? His Highness only gets this one
chance each year to see His Majesty… Your Highness! Someone must not want you to
see His Majesty! They’re afraid that after seeing you, His Majesty might take
you back to the Capital Star, so they’re preventing him from coming!”

Compared to the butler’s sadness and distress, Wen Zhaoyan was in rather good
spirits. “Even if he came, what difference would it make?”

The butler said urgently, “Your Highness, we can’t give up. What if His Majesty
is in a good mood and agrees to let us return to the Capital Star…”

Wen Zhaoyan interrupted him calmly. “Five years.”

The butler’s voice caught in his throat, and he didn’t know what else to say.

Yes, five years.

This was the first year His Majesty had encountered trouble and couldn’t come.

For the past four years, His Majesty had come every year, but had he ever
changed his mind?

The butler calmed down, no longer clinging to that unrealistic hope.

But he soon grew worried again.

“Your Highness, His Majesty was always fine before. This time, nothing happened
to him before or after, but the moment he arrived at the sanatorium planet,
something went wrong. Isn’t that a bit too coincidental? Could His Majesty
suspect we were trying to do something?”

Wen Zhaoyan didn’t speak. His dark, unreadable eyes were thinking of something
else entirely.

Indeed… it was too coincidental.

He vaguely remembered the ancient-robed youth’s smiling face as he told him to
toss a coin last night.

—If it doesn’t work, I’ll refund your money.

And then?

Then, as if bewitched, he had actually made a wish.

He had wished that the Empire’s Emperor wouldn’t be able to come tomorrow.

It must be a coincidence.

Wen Zhaoyan thought of the faint resemblance between that youth and little Mo
Bai.

He had suspected the youth was Mo Xiangtian’s illegitimate child.

That would explain why the youth had saved Mo Xiangtian when his mental energy
was on the verge of collapse.

Wen Zhaoyan checked the investigation results.

But the results showed that Mo Xiangtian and Mrs. Mo had a good relationship and
there was no illegitimate child.

However, Mrs. Mo had a younger brother who had mysteriously disappeared at a
young age and had never reappeared.

They said nephews resembled their uncles.

Could the youth be little Mo Bai’s missing uncle?

The Third Prince’s listing on the Child Protection Association notice board
didn’t stay up for long before it was urgently removed.

It had only been there for half an hour.

Although it was removed quickly, many netizens had taken screenshots.

But whenever they tried to post the screenshots, they would be removed. They
simply couldn’t be published.

Mo Bai wasn’t surprised by this at all.

After all, he was an imperial prince. How could the royal family be willing to
lose face like that?

In comparison, Wen Zhaoyan, as the Crown Prince, was rather pitiful.

Same royal blood, yet such different treatment.

Mo Bai felt a touch of pity in his heart. After all, he was his first
‘believer.’ He’d keep an eye on this child from now on.

Unlike the Third Prince’s news, which was silently removed, the Mo family’s news
was far too trending.

The news of Mo Xiangtian’s mental energy surge from a few days ago had also made
it to the hot search.

Everyone was clapping and cheering, hoping the Mo family would go bankrupt
immediately.

The Mermaid Association branch was also waiting to see how things would go for
the Mo family. So when Mo Xiangtian reappeared in the public eye, the branch
president suddenly felt uneasy.

He quickly contacted that person.

“What do we do? Mo Xiangtian seems completely fine!”

“Are you sure Mo Xiangtian didn’t receive soothing from a mermaid?”

“Absolutely sure! I’ve been monitoring every mermaid on the sanatorium planet
closely. None have gone to the Mo family!”

“Then what are you worried about? Mo Xiangtian is probably at the end of his
rope right now. Just wait for the Mo family to go bankrupt.”

The branch president relaxed a little inside.

Yes, even if Mo Xiangtian got through this, so what?

Mental damage was irreversible. As long as he firmly controlled the mermaids and
didn’t give Mo Xiangtian a chance, he was finished.

Besides, the victims’ families were already pressuring the Mo family from all
sides.

A few days ago, he’d even heard that the Mo family had applied for bankruptcy
liquidation.

Once the Mo family went bankrupt, what was there to worry about?

With that thought, the branch president felt more at ease and hung up.

But barely a moment after hanging up, the branch president saw two new StarNet
push notifications on his terminal.

[Latest from Interstellar Hotspots: Mo Xiangtian has inherited a vast
fortune—reportedly an entire planet! It lies on the mandatory route for
long-distance jumps across the four great galactic civilizations: the Empire,
the Federation, the Giant Tree Civilization, and the Uruk Civilization. It is
the largest trading planet in the galaxy…]

[Latest Update to the Interstellar Rich List: Mo Xiangtian of Mo Family
Manufacturing has become the new Empire’s richest person, with assets several
times that of the previous richest. Rankings are as follows—Empire Asset
Ranking: 1st. Interstellar Civilization Asset Ranking: 12th…]

The branch president suddenly felt lightheaded.

Wh-what did this mean?

Mo Xiangtian… had inherited a fortune?

And with that fortune, he had become… the Empire’s richest person?

That meant the Mo family wouldn’t go bankrupt.

Not only would they not go bankrupt, but he was also completely capable of
paying off all their debts. He wouldn’t need to go through bankruptcy
liquidation.

In fact, he could even give away Mo Family Manufacturing as a gift!

Because he! Now! Owned!! A!!! Planet!!!

The branch president nearly spat blood.

Damn it, even interstellar movies wouldn’t dare make up something this
exaggerated!

He frantically tried to call that person again.

But before he could make the call, another StarNet push notification appeared—

[Breaking breaking breaking! Latest development in the Mo Family Manufacturing
hover vehicle accident case! The Mo family has found evidence proving they were
framed—]

The branch president’s body swayed. This time, he really did spit blood.

Framed…

Found evidence!

Now, Mo Xiangtian might not even have to pay that massive compensation!

As the news broke one after another.

First, StarNet users were envious and jealous of this heaven-defying
inheritance. They hated how the despicable person wasn’t punished but just kept
getting better!

But then, just half an hour later.

An anonymous person released evidence that the Mo family had been framed. Every
piece of evidence was solidly presented.

The other two hover vehicle companies, seeing that the Mo family’s new system
had far surpassed them and was about to become the Empire’s number one hover
vehicle company, felt threatened. So they joined forces to crush Mo Family
Manufacturing and stole their system patents.

The evidence had been transferred to the Interstellar Court. The Mo Family
Manufacturing hover vehicle accident case was about to be retried!

The branch president trembled as he tried to call the number he had just dialed.

But this time, it couldn’t get through!

It was over.

He already understood his situation.

Mo Bai was in a good mood reading all this news.

Because he could sense that as this evidence came to light, Mo Xiangtian’s mind
was growing more and more unsettled about the wish he had made that day.

He was starting to wonder if there really was such a thing as a ‘Wish-Granting
God’?

Otherwise, why had everything started turning around right after he played that
little make-believe game with his son?

Because Mo Xiangtian was beginning to doubt, and even gradually believe, that a
Wish-Granting God might actually exist.

The faith power generated by the wishing well was slowly increasing, and Mo
Bai’s divine power was slowly recovering.

But Wen Zhaoyan was proving frustrating.

His wish had clearly been granted.

The Empire’s Emperor he hated couldn’t come.

But Mo Bai could sense that Wen Zhaoyan still didn’t believe in the existence of
the Wish-Granting God.

Mo Bai: “Sigh.”

Just as Mo Bai was thinking about Wen Zhaoyan, Wen Zhaoyan appeared.

A shadow fell over his head.

Wen Zhaoyan was really too tall. When he stood by the edge of the pool where Mo
Bai was soaking, Mo Bai had to crane his neck way back to meet Wen Zhaoyan’s
eyes.

Seeing the child straining, Wen Zhaoyan crouched down and poked his wet little
head.

Wen Zhaoyan suddenly asked, “Do you know that you have an uncle?”

Mo Bai blinked. He searched the memory of this body and vaguely remembered that
Mrs. Mo had indeed mentioned she had a younger brother.

Mo Bai said, “Yeah, I know.”

But the memories from before were very fuzzy. After all, he had been in a dull,
simple state and didn’t remember much.

So there was no memory of what this uncle looked like.

Wen Zhaoyan thought to himself: As expected.

Someone with special abilities who could hide his whereabouts, appearing and
disappearing mysteriously.

Yet he only appeared near the Mo family. Perhaps he had some difficult
circumstances preventing him from seeing the Mo family for now.

But he was undoubtedly Mrs. Mo’s younger brother, little Mo Bai’s uncle.

That was why he had saved Mo Xiangtian.

Mo Bai asked curiously, “You know him too?”

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Wen Zhaoyan responded coolly, “Mm.”

Mo Bai grew interested. “What is he like?”

Wen Zhaoyan was silent.

How to describe that youth?

His vocabulary was too limited to describe him.

He looked down and met Mo Bai’s big, bright eyes.

Wen Zhaoyan looked away. After a long moment, he finally uttered three words—

“Very beautiful.”

Mo Bai was intensely curious now.

His uncle was very beautiful?

Then where exactly was his uncle?

Mo Bai was so curious about this uncle he had never met that he was about to ask
Wen Zhaoyan more about him.

But then, from not too far away, a small cargo vehicle slowly drove up.

Hover vehicles weren’t allowed here. Even this small vehicle needed special
permission to enter, and for safety, it had to move very slowly.

The cargo vehicle stopped outside the estate. It was carrying a large water
tank.

Many workers and robots carefully lifted the large tank off the hover vehicle.

Inside the tank was a mermaid.

It had aqua-blue eyes, aqua-blue long hair, and its fish tail was swishing
anxiously as it looked around.

The butler said to Wen Zhaoyan, “Your Highness, His Majesty sent this mermaid
for you to try keeping.”

He couldn’t come himself, but he still had to go through the motions. So he sent
a mermaid as a gesture of concern.

Mo Bai was speechless. That was so cruel.

Everyone knew that Wen Zhaoyan was disliked by mermaids.

Even the most human-friendly mermaid, Xixi, didn’t like Wen Zhaoyan.

And yet the Emperor was sending a mermaid for Wen Zhaoyan to keep.

Was he trying to make sure Wen Zhaoyan wasn’t disappointed enough, and needed
another blow?

Sure enough, as Wen Zhaoyan walked toward the transparent tank, the mermaid
inside noticed his approach and let out a terrified shriek.

A mermaid’s voice was usually very beautiful, but a scream at that decibel still
pierced the eardrums.

The butler’s hopeful eyes dimmed.

Wen Zhaoyan wasn’t surprised by the mermaid’s rejection. He was used to no
mermaid liking him.

He didn’t come any closer and said flatly to the butler, “Send it away.”

Then he turned and walked into the estate.

Because he held no hope, he felt no disappointment.

The butler watched his retreating figure, his heart growing even more bitter.

Without a mermaid’s soothing, how many more years could His Highness hold on?

The old butler couldn’t help wiping his tears, and he ordered the mermaid to be
taken away.

A small handkerchief appeared in front of his face.

The butler paused, then met Mo Bai’s concerned gaze.

A warmth spread through his heart. He took the handkerchief and wiped away his
tears. “Thank you, little Mo Bai.”

Mo Bai asked him, “Why are you crying?”

The butler said bitterly, “My heart aches for His Highness. His Highness’s
mental state worsens every year. Last time his mental energy surged, it didn’t
get worse, which was a blessing in misfortune. But who knows if he’ll be that
lucky next time? If it worsens again, I’m afraid…”

He wiped his tears again and said in a trembling voice, “I’m afraid his
consciousness sea will directly collapse, and he will completely…”

He couldn’t bring himself to say the last two words.

The Empire’s Crown Prince had followed his grandfather, the old Marshal, into
battle at seventeen. Within just a few years, he had achieved remarkable
military successes and become a prince whom everyone admired.

What awaited him was being crowned the Empire’s Crown Prince. But shortly before
the coronation, his mental energy suddenly erupted. That powerful mental energy
instantly formed a storm, destroying half the imperial palace and causing heavy
casualties.

As a time bomb, he was no longer fit to be Crown Prince.

And since no mermaid was willing to soothe the Crown Prince, his mental energy
would go violent every once in a while, growing more frequent over time.

Thus, Wen Zhaoyan was completely exiled to the sanatorium planet.

Five years had passed.

The butler could feel that Wen Zhaoyan’s mental state was probably at its limit.

For ordinary people without soothing, if their condition kept worsening, they
could at most live three years.

His Highness had lasted five.

He didn’t know how His Highness had done it.

But it seemed he was nearing the end.

Mo Bai said, “He will get better.”

In his view, mental violence was just like going mad from martial arts training.

And so-called mental collapse was the same. When the body could no longer
withstand all that violent spiritual energy, it would explode and die.

Mermaids soothed those with mental violence by singing.

Their songs carried a special calming special ability that would quiet the
violent person.

So.

If he could just prevent the possibility of going mad from the training, then
the violence wouldn’t happen.

Mo Bai slowly lifted his head and smiled. His small, shallow dimples were
especially adorable.

He knew a way to soothe that didn’t require using divine power.