Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2995: Just Like That, They Ran Away

"Family Head, you must stay strong. The young masters' situations still require your urgent decision."

As the Head of the Le Family slowly drifted back into consciousness, he remained silent.

Truly, it would be far better if he did not wake up at all, or perhaps if the heavens saw fit to strike him down with a bolt of lightning immediately.

They were already in the bad graces of two major clans, and now that rebellious son of his had managed to provoke two more. Although these clans held less power than those offended by his equally defiant daughter, the influence of these four factions combined was more than enough to erase the Le Family from existence.

"Steward Zhao, take men at once and drag that unfilial boy back to me!" he commanded, his voice trembling.

The attendant could only stand there, speechless.

He had already received the news; the young masters were no longer under the control of the family head.

"Family Head, the Sima Family has already arrived at Zhaixing Tower and seized the young masters. The situation is dire... you must find a way to resolve this quickly."

The Head of the Le Family felt his mind go blank.

What possible solution remained for him? When others lose a legitimate son, the consequences are severe enough, but if it had to happen to his own house...

If only it had been him instead. If that ungrateful brat perished, it would be a blessing to be rid of the headache, but alas, this was not the moment for such idle, morbid thoughts.

"Assemble the servants! Gather our most precious treasures and prepare to head to the Sima Family at once!"

Whether that foolish son could be salvaged was irrelevant; the absolute priority was to prevent the Sima and Qii clans, along with their allies, from uniting against them. He had to intervene to de-escalate this disaster.

The mere thought induced a splitting migraine. To strike down another man’s legitimate heir—this was a debt that could only be paid in blood!

How could that idiot have committed such an unforgivable and reckless act? It was pure madness, especially considering he had previously pinned his hopes on that very same son to mend their broken relationship with the City Lord Residence!

He had been nothing more than a naive fool.

"I will depart immediately."

Steward Zhao answered, not caring if the Family Head were to collapse again, and hurried out of the room.

This was surely the end. He never imagined the young masters would act with such staggering arrogance, plunging a sword directly into the heart of the Sima Family’s legitimate heir.

That boy had been the apple of the Sima patriarch’s eye, a treasure beyond compare.

Even at their best, the Le Family's young masters were not in the same league.

Each of the Family Head’s children was more troublesome than the last, and to make matters worse, the very silver those young masters had used to visit Zhaixing Tower had been provided by him.

Would the Family Head recall this and decide to silence him forever?

No, he had to secure his own future. He would raid the storeroom for the finest gifts to present to the Sima clan, hoping that such a generous gesture might dampen the white-hot rage of the Sima patriarch.

...

Old Jing had not yet departed the Le residence when news of the young masters' deeds reached him, and he felt an immediate, chilling sense of dread.

"Hurry, instruct everyone to pack what they need, discard useless items, and let us vacate the Le Family grounds immediately," he directed his most trusted aide, resolved to sever all ties for good.

"Brother, do you think the Family Head will simply let us leave?"

His subordinate was clearly anxious, fearing the repercussions of their swift exit.

"Do not fret. The Family Head himself gave us our orders," Old Jing noted with a blank expression.

If the Head of the family insisted on these orders, he could hardly stay. Following Qian Jiyun had been their last shred of hope.

Unfortunately, that hope had been shattered by the recklessness of the young masters; no matter what prospects the Le Family once held, they were now accelerating toward total ruin.