Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2966: Completely Dumbfounded

"Eat up first, then take a seat and keep eating."

Little Nuonuo glanced up at Min Yi, completely unashamed about getting caught in the gossip.

It's easy to say something, but forbidding others from mentioning it? Plus, they weren't trying to hide it from him, right? And everything they said was spot on, wasn't it?

"You got no other tasks on hand, right?"

"None at all."

Min Yi set down the final dish of fruits and replied.

"Come on over, take a seat and join us for the meal." Little Nuonuo brightened right away, beckoning Min Yi to join them at the table. Who could tell, maybe they'd coax even more details out of him?

After all, he's simply a nosy kid who thrives on tales like these.

"What?"

Min Yi was taken aback by the unusually courteous voice from this young child, leaving him momentarily frozen.

"Sit already, don't just stand there like a fool, come on quick." Spotting his hesitation, Little Nuonuo pushed again, then snatched a pastry and offered it to him.

"Take a nibble."

Min Yi: "..."

Is his recollection playing tricks? Weren't these the exact pastries he himself carried in?

Gazing at the child, it felt like the kid was acting as the host. What's happening here?

"Uh, I can't..."

"Sit down, more folks make it merrier." Noticing his intent to decline, Qian Yizheng chimed in.

He could plainly see the child's passion for drama and juicy stories. Without fully grasping Min Yi's background, the kid definitely wouldn't drop it.

"Alright, then."

Min Yi had no choice but to agree and take a seat.

A touch of astonishment washed over him, yet his pulse raced uncontrollably.

As expected, the moment he settled in, before even sipping the warm tea, the child's voice rang out: "Brother Min, why do your underlings act so rudely toward you? See those looks—they clearly look down on you big time!"

Min Yi: "..."

That suspicion had crossed his mind; an odd vibe had lingered in the air moments ago.

Though he'd only accompanied the young masters for a short while, he'd gotten a good read on Little Yinuo's thrill-seeking side. On their journey, he'd seen plenty of such spectacles.

Having soaked up enough drama from the outside world, now the kid was zeroing in on him, eager for his own brand of chaos, huh?

"It's no big deal."

Min Yi shifted his gaze toward the subordinates nearby. The instant they caught his eye, they hastily masked their scorn with sycophantic smiles.

He let out a soft laugh.

"Even if they hold me in low regard, I'm still the lord, and they're fated to serve forever!"

And they're solely his to command—the Min Family wouldn't dare order around these men assigned by his mother and her kin.

Born as servants' offspring, like it or not, they must swallow their pride.

"If they provoke this young lord, they can scorn all they want, but they'll lose their lives!"

He amped up his volume on purpose, ensuring those folks heard every word loud and clear.

"Gasp!"

A chill ran through the servants at Min Yi's declaration.

No doubt about it, Min Yi possessed the power to end them in a flash. As children of servants, they were implanted with Gu Insects from birth. Betraying or irking their master meant perishing with the bugs.

This realization sent cold sweat dripping down their backs, reminding them that the master held absolute sway over their fates, no matter the internal contempt. Truly enraging him would overwhelm them, regardless of their group size, against Min Yi's might.

"Tsk tsk, it's clear why you kick up such storms out there." An Yilu eyed Min Yi appraisingly, seeing how none of his followers held true respect for him; yet he remained a fiery instigator.

"Uh!"

Min Yi nearly sputtered at the remark, his cheeks turning red in an instant.

How had he stirred trouble abroad? Everyone he'd confronted richly deserved it; sure, they seemed harmless as elders, but they were rotten to the core, not one upright among them.

Though they projected arrogance and cruelty on the surface, exposing their wretched facades would rile anyone to strike.

"I'm genuinely fine, haven't stirred up any real mess." He offered his defense.

"Is that so?"

All the children turned their gazes on him simultaneously, eyes sparkling with eager curiosity.

"Spill it, in what way exactly have you avoided trouble?" Little Nuonuo inquired, resting his small chin on his palms.

Min Yi: "..."

As anticipated, these kids had overheard the servants' chatter about him and grown intrigued, hadn't they?

Those rascals truly needed discipline; whispering behind his back was bad enough, but now badmouthing him in front of the young masters, tainting their impressions!

He drew in a sharp breath, shooting a menacing look at the ones tending the fire and grilling.

He'd carve out time soon to handle those plotting against him properly, lest they forget their true superior.

"No trouble means no stories to tell, what drivel is this?" He rolled his eyes, retorting irritably.

"How could there be nothing to share?"

An Yixing grabbed a pastry, nibbled at it delicately, then fixed his eyes on Min Yi.

"For example, if you'd stayed out of trouble, why do tales paint you as a infamous figure, whispered about even by toddlers?"

Min Yi: "!"

Evidently, the rumors about him had circulated far and wide.

He wasn't shocked by it, though—if those accounts hadn't proliferated, that would have been the real surprise.

"Ah, it's merely some household strife, it'll sort itself out in time."

When it came to Min Family matters, he held zero fascination; just his mother's lineage's wealth could sustain him in luxury across lifetimes, so why grasp at the family's paltry holdings?

Regrettably, certain people refused to accept that, always viewing him as a schemer after the Min Family's scant riches.

Concerning his father, a stepmother brought a stepfather too—one who'd never shown him care, unworthy of note; he figured his mother's passing had stripped him of his genuine parent as well.

That Min family head? Merely his unrelated stepdad, correct?

"Young master, the meat on the fire looks nearly ready; I'll fetch some for you right away, hold on a moment." Catching the savory scent of finished roast, he rose swiftly to retrieve it.

"Yet another pitiful case."

Little Nuonuo sighed, observing Min Yi's retreating figure.

Journeying through realms with his folks, he'd encountered loads of similar victims, pushed to their limits by bullying. This fellow was actually lucky, capable of striking back, unlike the hordes who couldn't.

"Eldest brother, second brother, should we take him along with us?" He pivoted to Qian Yizheng and An Yixing for their thoughts.