The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

Before long, the group arrived at the drawing room that Mr. Avery had mentioned. As soon as they stepped into the room, their eyes were drawn to the silver sofa.

Upon closer inspection, two people sat upright on the silver sofa. One was a middle-aged woman, exuding an air of elegance and nobility, but surprisingly, she was adorned head to toe with glittering jewelry, which made her appear somewhat old-fashioned. Beside this woman sat a girl. Although the girl dressed quite maturely, her appearance was truly ordinary, and one could even say, without exaggeration, that she was somewhat unattractive.

Meanwhile, on another sofa opposite them sat a young man. He was quite handsome, and his first impression was one of elegance and grace. The refined manners he exuded made him instantly likable.

As Mr. Avery slowly approached, the middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa immediately noticed them. However, she did not rise to greet him, nor did she change her posture in the slightest, maintaining her arrogant demeanor. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes wandering aimlessly, as if searching for something.

Just then, her gaze suddenly fixed on Hilbert. In that instant, her previously indifferent eyes were filled with contempt and disdain. Then, a mocking smile appeared on her lips as she spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Oh ho, look who this is! Isn't this our young master Hilbert? What, you've learned to run away from home? Now you finally know to come back. But, you've come back and don't even greet your elders. You really have no manners at all! Although you lost your mother at a young age, your aunt will have to teach you a lesson today. From now on, whenever you see an elder, you must bow and greet them respectfully!"

The moment the woman finished speaking, the previously lively atmosphere seemed to be shrouded in an invisible frost, instantly falling into a chilling silence, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Catherine, after hearing her words, emanated a chilling aura that seemed almost tangible, spreading outwards. However, out of consideration for her brother beside her, Catherine suppressed her anger and murderous intent, not immediately unleashing her powerful aura.

Catherine turned to Mr. Avery with a nonchalant expression, her beautiful face bearing an inscrutable look. She parted her lips slightly and spoke softly in an innocent tone, "Mr. Avery, well… next, would you please arrange for the servants to take your two young masters to a more secluded spot? After all, what's about to happen isn't exactly suitable for children to witness."

Mr. Avery clearly dared not neglect Catherine's request in the slightest. He hurriedly responded and quickly waved to two servants. After whispering a few instructions, the two servants rushed forward and carefully led the two young masters out of the main building.

Just then, two servants rushed in. Their steps were somewhat hurried, as if something was chasing them. As soon as they entered, they went straight to the two children and, without hesitation, led them away from the scene.

Only then did Catherine, who had been supported by her brother Hilbert, finally manage to break free. Surprisingly, the moment she was free from her brother, her entire aura underwent a dramatic transformation! Her previously delicate and gentle image vanished instantly, replaced by a powerful and confident presence.

She took a few steady steps forward, standing directly beside Prince Blaine. Then, she slightly raised her hand and gently nudged Prince Blaine's arm with her elbow, a naive, almost bewildered expression on her face, and asked, "Uncle, I seem to remember that our ancient class system in Jade Continent has been passed down through generations, hasn't it? And it's still in use today. But why... why have our domestic policies changed so drastically while I was away? Even members of our Nore Lancaster royal family now have to bow to those so-called nobles and earls?"

Behind Catherine and her companion, Hilbert stood out from the crowd. He was always a doting brother, and even now that his sister had broken free from his support, his gaze remained fixed on her, never wavering. Therefore, when Catherine spoke, Hilbert didn't delve too deeply into the deeper meaning, simply finding his sister's words charmingly playful.

However, unlike Hilbert's reaction, the others were far from relaxed. The moment Catherine finished speaking, they were all drenched in sweat and pale-faced. Tension and unease spread rapidly through the crowd like a plague, instantly turning the previously calm atmosphere into a heavy and oppressive one.

Meanwhile, Prince Blaine, standing to the side, was fully aware of his niece's thoughts. From her words alone, Blaine had already discerned the trick or scheme she was plotting. However, instead of exposing her, the prince willingly chose to cooperate. He narrowed his eyes slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips, and replied in a seemingly lighthearted yet serious tone, "Oh? Is that so? To be honest, other policies have indeed changed somewhat, but not drastically. If there were a major policy reform underway, even you in distant China should know about it. After all, you are a powerful princess, and your information network is naturally quite extensive. Could it be… you have already received the draft documents regarding this policy reform? Oh dear, how come I know nothing about this?"

Catherine, upon hearing her uncle's words, replied in a sarcastic tone, "What right does this aunt have to make my brother bow to her? Is her family bigger than our royal family? Or is her family very rich? Is the national treasury short of money lately? If you're short of money, just tell me. Your niece doesn't have much of anything, but she has more money than she can spend."

Prince Blaine sat leisurely on his luxurious throne when he suddenly heard a sarcastic voice. It was his niece. Her lips parted slightly, and her words were clearly mocking: "Hmph, how ridiculous! That anyone would think we'd go to those so-called nobles who've fallen on hard times and are now in dire need of money! The Chinese often say 'eat from the destitute,' these guys can barely support themselves, yet they're thinking of taking advantage of others! If we could get a single penny from them, it would be a miracle! They might even come to our government crying poverty and begging for money!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Blaine's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and he immediately chimed in, "Indeed! My dear niece, you're absolutely right! Those fallen nobles have long lost their former glory; they're merely clinging to life. How could we possibly expect to get any money from them? That's utterly delusional!"

The uncle and niece continued their conversation, their tone filled with disdain and mockery, as if the nobles were insignificant ants in their eyes. Some of the people around knew the reason for their exchange, while others were completely bewildered, but regardless, everyone remained silent, no one daring to interrupt. The entire scene fell into a deathly silence, with only Prince Brian and his niece's voices echoing in the empty hall…