Crossing the Gods as Slaves

In the afternoon, after returning to the commander's mansion, the butler Primo, who had not been seen for a long time, came personally to explain the commander's family history to Ning Hua.

Primo had a head full of white hair and was dressed very elegantly, wearing a medium-length tuxedo, a brand new knot around his neck, and a pair of black leather shoes that were polished to a shine. When he was explaining the commander's family history, his eyes were filled with pride and pride. He smiled and asked Ning Hua, "Do you know how many commanders the Dylan family has produced?"

The Dillon family? It turns out that the commander's last name is not Lu. Ning Hua shook his head at Primo obediently: "I don't know, probably a lot."

Primo stretched out his arm and gestured from left to right: "That's not a lot, that's a lot. Up to now, the Dylan family has produced a total of twenty-seven commanders." As he spoke, he stepped forward and Ning Hua hurried to follow.

"Look at the portraits on both sides of this corridor. They are the life introductions of successive commanders," Primo said, pointing to a portrait at the end of the corridor. "This is the first-generation commander of the Dylan family, Yaheng Dylan. However, the Leeds galaxy had not yet been unified at that time, and the Dylan family's sphere of influence could only cover a few planets. After generations of hard work and efforts, the current commander, Lu Xiu Dylan, is already the 27th generation." Primo seemed quite emotional when he said this.

Ning Hua also sighed: "Your Highness's family is great."

Primo began to sigh again: "Alas, although it has been passed down from generation to generation, the population has become increasingly scarce. Starting from the 23rd commander, each generation has only one son, and no more daughters have been born."

Only one heir from generation to generation? Ning Hua was a little curious now: "I heard that His Highness has an immortal physique, so His Highness's fathers must have lived long lives too. Why didn't they have more children over the years?"

"Since His Highness Berg Dillon, the commanders' family has all been immortal. However, in the past two thousand years, the universe has been constantly changing, and there have been too many wars and battles. Many commanders have died young. For example, His Highness's father, Eden Dillon, died at the age of 270. His most outstanding achievement during his reign was ending Sylvia's colonial rule in the Leeds system for more than 300 years."

Primo's expression showed his remembrance and sadness at the moment: "Your Highness was only thirty years old when his father passed away."

After a long pause, Primo reached out and pushed open the door at the end of the corridor. Ning Hua walked in and saw countless medals and statues inside. In this room full of history, Ning Hua listened to Primo sadly and proudly telling the commander's family history for an afternoon.

At the beginning, Ning Hua was listening, asking questions, and expressing her feelings along with Primo. After Primo had talked for two hours without stopping, Ning Hua could not help but start to feel sleepy. She hoped that Primo would get tired quickly so that she could go back and rest.

Perhaps all old people in the world have the same common problem. Primo is extremely concerned about Lu Xiu's life-long affairs and offspring, so he kept nagging and saying a lot of words about how he hopes His Highness can have offspring as soon as possible, and he also talked about how pretty, beautiful, and intelligent the wives he had chosen for His Highness over the years were.

Primo told Ning Hua some gossip about the commander, and Ning Hua finally perked up a little: "They are so nice, why hasn't the commander married yet? And I am the only maid in the mansion, the rest are all men."

What Ning Hua said was exactly what worried Primo the most. Primo pointed at his white hair and frowned, saying, "See? I got this white hair because I was worried about His Highness getting married."

Ning Hua looked at Primo's white hair and wondered if it was because he was too old. She waited quietly for Primo to continue, but Primo just sighed heavily: "You will know later."

Primo refused to talk, but Ning Hua became more and more curious. She pestered Primo to reveal more: "Why? Please tell me, I am really curious."

Primo looked at Ning Hua's beautiful face and became even more worried: "It's okay to tell you, so that you won't be sad in the future. His Highness may not like any woman..."

His Highness would not fall in love with a woman? This news was so explosive that Ning Hua opened his mouth in shock.

Primo went on to say, "You'd better keep this news to yourself forever. If you spread it, you will suffer a bad fate. I tell you this because I don't want you to be like those women, who are infatuated and in vain."

Ning Hua nodded quickly: "I promise I won't tell anyone."

Primo was still mumbling: "I don't know what tricks they used to make His Highness take in a maid. Alas, why bother? Even I have already accepted my fate..."

Ning Hua listened to Primo's mumbling, full of doubts.