My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 409 - 410: Shaking Dragon Country

Chapter 409: Chapter 410: Shaking Dragon Country

Ye Wudao was stunned and thought he had misheard.

"Greetings to the Young Northern King!"

"Greetings to the Young Northern King!" Dao Kuang, Liu Kuangsheng, and others knelt on the ground one after another.

"Congratulations to the Young Northern King!" Even the four great generals of Northern Liang knelt on one knee, faces full of respect.

"What are you all doing? Please, rise!" Ye Wudao was stunned.

"Young Master Ye, you have now been granted the title of Young Northern King. Although this name is provisional, you are undoubtedly the ninth king with a different surname in Dragon Country. Hehe, don’t you understand what that means? It is equivalent to Dragon Country’s formal recognition of you. As soon as you turn thirty, you will receive an official title!" the Dragon Country envoy said with a smile.

"Indeed, our Queen of Northern Liang is also one of the nine kings with different surnames in Dragon Country! Who isn’t wielding immense power, commanding their own territory? Younger Brother Ye, oh no, Young Northern King, you’ve hit the jackpot this time; it’s like ascending to the heavens in a single step!" Even Lei Hu, one of the four great generals of Northern Liang, addressed Ye Wudao with an honorific, his eyes filled with envy.

A soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier!

All martial artists across the world, like courtiers crossing a river, who wouldn’t wish to be ennobled by Dragon Country?

Yet Ye Wudao, in his twenties, had already been granted the title of Young Northern King, thus reaching the pinnacle of life!

Ye Wudao, shocked by this sudden and great surprise, didn’t quite know what to say.

"Everyone, please stand up!" Ye Wudao said with a laugh.

Everyone rose to their feet, looking at Ye Wudao with different eyes now.

Previously, Ye Wudao was just the young master of the Northern King’s Hall, a young head of a declining power.

But now, he had been conferred as the ninth king with a different surname in Dragon Country!

Young Northern King!

Power overwhelming!

The gap in status between the two was as wide as a chasm!

One could say Ye Wudao had ascended to the heavens in a single step!

"Young Northern King, I won’t disturb you any longer!" The Dragon Country envoy said with a smile and turned to leave.

"Young Northern King, we won’t disturb your rest either, farewell!" Lei Hu fist-palmed.

"Young Northern King, farewell!" The four great generals of Northern Liang fist-palmed.

"Take care!" Ye Wudao personally saw the guests off.

Watching everyone leave, Dao Kuang and Liu Kuangsheng could no longer contain their excitement and said, "Young Master, congratulations, you are now a titled king!"

"Becoming a king is like ascending to the heavens. In Dragon Country, apart from the royal family, there are only eight kings with different surnames, and you are now the ninth!"

"Aside from not having an official title yet, you’re no different from the other eight kings with different surnames!"

"If the old Northern King knew, he would certainly be smiling broadly in the hereafter!"

However, Ye Wudao remained calm in the face of the sudden good news, saying, "All of this, I owe to the brothers of the Northern King’s Hall!"

"In the face of great joy, you show no delight; truly, the young master is a great hero!"

"The young master values loyalty and righteousness; we admire you!" Everyone expressed their admiration.

Dragon Country.

The news of Ye Wudao’s ennoblement as the Young Northern King shocked various powers.

"What, Ye Wudao has been made the Young Northern King, becoming the youngest of the nine kings with different surnames in Dragon Country?"

"Damn, how old is he? I heard he’s just in his twenties, right?"

"Tsk tsk, comparing people can really kill you from envy!"

"Humph, he’s nothing but basking in the glory of his father, the Northern King!"

"The higher they lift him, the sadder his fall will be; I bet he won’t even live to be thirty to receive his title!"

Opinions among the various powers varied, with some envious and others mocking.

The royal family’s reaction was the strongest.

"That mere whelp Ye Wudao, he’s fit to be called a king?"

"Since when did becoming a king in Dragon Country become so cheap?"

"The royal family absolutely does not acknowledge this so-called Young Northern King identity of Ye Wudao. We firmly oppose it and demand that the Six Dukes of Dragon Country revoke Ye Wudao’s status! Otherwise, a strong response will be made!"

Different from the bustle outside.

The Northern King’s Hall campsite, twenty miles away.

The graveyard.

The cold wind was bleak, and the atmosphere heavy.

Over eighteen thousand brand-new tombstones buried all the fallen warriors of the Northern King’s Hall.

"Husband, you were the pillar of our family, what am I to do without you?" A woman clung to a tombstone, wailing loudly.

"Son, I told you not to go, but you wouldn’t listen! Now that you’ve left, your mother doesn’t want to live either!" An elderly woman with white hair wept.

"Li Fei, didn’t you say you wanted to marry me? I’m here now, but where are you?" A woman in a wedding dress, standing in front of a new tombstone, couldn’t help but shed tears.

The fallen warriors of the Northern King’s Hall were husbands to their wives, sons to their mothers, fiancés to young girls!

For nearly twenty thousand families, their worlds had nearly collapsed!

Ye Wudao, dressed in black, stood solemnly in front of the tombstones.

Behind him, Dao Kuang, Liu Kuangsheng, Lei Hu, and eighty thousand Northern King’s Hall warriors were all dressed in black, faces somber.

"Daddy, why are there so many tombstones? Are they all dead?" Dao Kuang’s daughter asked quietly.

"No, they’ve all become stars in the sky, watching over us," said Dao Kuang, his eyes reddening.

Just then, a little boy rushed towards Ye Wudao, his face twisted with rage as he said, "You’re the one who killed my daddy!"

"Chenchen, stop!" A woman yelled.

Thump!

The little boy punched Ye Wudao.

"Chenchen, stop it right now!" The woman hurriedly ran over, took hold of the little boy, and then knelt down in front of Ye Wudao, saying, "I’m sorry, my lord, the Young King of the North, I’ll take my child and leave at once!"

"Madam, I’m so sorry, it’s my fault for not protecting them well enough!" Ye Wudao’s face was filled with self-reproach.

"What war doesn’t have casualties?" The woman said bitterly while holding her son; "But now that my husband is dead, our family has lost its source of income. Chenchen is still young, and I can’t even scrape together enough for his school fees!"

Ye Wudao said, "Madam, rest assured, your husband sacrificed himself for our country! We will not let your family suffer."

As he spoke, Ye Wudao immediately asked, "Uncle Liu, how much consolation money has been distributed to the families of those who perished in the service of the Northern King’s Palace?"

"My lord, the families of the deceased receive one million in consolation money, while the wounded receive between two hundred thousand to five hundred thousand," Liu Kuangsheng said.

"What, just this much? It’s not even enough to buy a house in a big city!"

Ye Wudao clenched his teeth and said, "From today on, whether they are fallen or wounded, the consolation money will double! Each of the fallen warriors will receive two million in consolation money, and the disabled will receive eight hundred thousand! The elderly and children will be cared for by our Northern King’s Palace!"

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, the families of all the fallen warriors knelt and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Young King of the North, for your great kindness!"

Dao Kuang frowned beside him; "Young master, according to your doubled consolation money, we need over eighty billion!"

"Yes, young master, we currently have less than thirty billion on hand, not even half enough to distribute!" Liu Kuangsheng also frowned.

"In three days, by any means necessary, we must issue full payments. We can’t let the families feel disheartened!" Ye Wudao commanded.

"Yes!"

...

One week later.

The weather turned colder.

It had already snowed in Northern Liang.

Temple of the Gods’ camp.

Dressed in silver, snow covered the land.

Inside Ye Wudao’s newly built villa.

Ye Wudao was practicing with his blade.

Just then, a series of hoarse and angry curse words suddenly erupted from the villa.

"Ye Wudao, come out here!"

"You’re a liar, shameless, a despicable scoundrel!"

Upon hearing these voices, Ye Wudao couldn’t help but frown.

"Young master, you should hide," said Liu Kuangsheng, who ran in from outside, his face tensed with nerves.

"What exactly has happened?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Young master, we weren’t able to gather enough consolation money within three days. Families of the fallen are creating an uproar, thousands of them!" Liu Kuangsheng said, a look of dread upon his face.

"What, this has actually happened?" Ye Wudao’s eyes grew cold. "Didn’t I order you to handle it?"

"Indeed, Dragon Country allocated five hundred billion to us, but when that money was being transported to the Western Region, it suddenly disappeared! We’re close to finding out what happened," Liu Kuangsheng said bitterly.

"Ye Wudao, you cheat, come out here!" shouted thousands of angry relatives outside the door.

Ye Wudao went outside the villa, opened the door, and saw thousands of people—elders, women, and children—all glaring at him with hatred in their eyes.

"Ye Wudao, my husband died fighting for you, why did you only distribute one million of the promised two million in consolation money?"

"Heh, your family received a million, that’s already good. My family of six hasn’t seen a single penny!"

"Hmph, he has it good, being made the Young King of the North and rising to the heavens! Taking our men’s consolation money for himself," many families of the fallen glared at Ye Wudao with angry eyes.

Ye Wudao hurriedly explained, "My fellow families of the Northern King’s Palace, I truly didn’t know about this. I’ve already ordered an investigation!"

"You’re nothing but a liar!"

"We don’t believe you!"

"Return to me the husband I’ve lost!" the family members shouted and made a ruckus.

Just then, an elderly man with white hair said, "Let it go, he’s now the Young King of the North, with high authority! The five hundred billion in consolation money promised by Dragon Country, he will now only support his own people. How could he care about the life and death of us, the families of fallen warriors?"

Wailing, all the families at the scene cried bitterly, sobbing together.

With a "thud", Ye Wudao knelt on one knee.

The crowd was shocked!

"God, the Young King of the North is kneeling to us!"

"He’s Dragon Country’s ninth-ranked king not of royal blood, what a tremendous shock to us all!" every face showed astonishment.

"Young King of the North, you, what are you doing..." the white-haired elderly man said.

"If I, Ye Wudao, dare to misappropriate even a penny from my brothers, let lightning strike me!" Ye Wudao declared solemnly.

Seeing this, everyone began to doubt themselves.

"Could it be we really misunderstood the Young King of the North?"

"What status is he in now, a king not of royal blood sitting high above us, and he’s kneeling to us commoners!"

"Just by the Young King of the North’s action, we must have misunderstood him!"

Ye Wudao said through gritted teeth, "Please have faith in me, give me one more week, and I will surely repay the consolation money I owe to everyone, to the very last penny!"

"Young King of the North, we believe in you!"

"Please rise, you are the Young King of the North kneeling to this old man, aren’t you breaking my heart here?" An elderly man with white hair helped Ye Wudao to his feet.

Just then, Dao Kuang and others rushed in; "Young master, we, we’ve found out the whereabouts of the five hundred billion in consolation money!"

"What?" Ye Wudao said, visibly excited; "Where is it?"

Dao Kuang and the others exchanged looks, their eyes filled with deep apprehension, as if they were harboring a grave secret.

Ye Wudao’s gaze swept across the group; "What’s the matter, have you all become mute?"

Sigh!

Dao Kuang took a deep breath and said, "Since no one dares to speak, let me be the one to tell you, it’s..."