Chapter 333 – Wilderness Survival Competition (Part One)

At this moment, in the Ming Residence.

Ming Siyao stared at Ming Siye on the training ground, who was drenched in sweat and nearly exhausted, his gaze as cold and gloomy as ever.

Wei Ran Wei Lao also sat nearby with a medicine kit, ready to rush forward and treat the Second Young Master if he fainted.

“Young Master, isn’t this too much for Second Young Master? His body…”

“What? Does Wei Lao have so little confidence in his medical skills?”

Wei Ran sighed: “It’s not that, but Second Young Master has just recovered from his injuries. This level of training intensity is really a bit too much for him…”

“Last place in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition—it’s already a mercy that I haven’t expelled him from the Main Family Residence! The Ming Family doesn’t need weaklings who hold us back!”

These words made Wei Ran fall silent, but he was still very worried about Ming Siye.

To be honest, Second Young Master didn’t have Young Master’s natural talent, but he was extremely hardworking and very willing to learn. Thus, Second Young Master was still quite outstanding. It was just that Young Master was applying the standards he set for himself to Second Young Master, which was perhaps too strict.

Wei Lao sighed and looked toward the training ground. The high-intensity training had indeed become too much for Ming Siye, who collapsed from exhaustion on the spot.

Wei Ran could only order people to bring a stretcher and carry him back. After administering an IV and acupuncture, Ming Siye gradually regained consciousness.

“Brother…”

Meeting Ming Siyao’s gaze, a flicker of hope rose in Ming Siye’s heart.

Brother, can you not look at me with such cold eyes?

Brother, could you praise me just once??

You’re walking so far ahead, I… I really can’t keep up. Brother, could you wait for me??

“You collapsed after just this little bit of training?”

Yet the response he received was still cold and harsh.

The hope in Ming Siye’s eyes turned into traces of inferiority and gloom, dissipating in his dark pupils.

“It seems you’re not worthy of being the Second Young Master of the Ming Family!”

“Brother!”

Ming Siye grew anxious: “I will work hard, Brother, please believe in me!!”

Ming Siyao frowned slightly, took a glass of lemon water from the table—which contained a specific ratio of sugar and salt to replenish stamina—and handed it over.

“Drink it all.”

“Yes!”

Ming Siye trembled as he used his weak fingers to grip the cup tightly, tilting his head back to drink it in large gulps.

“Tell me about that Ye Yunxi.”

Ming Siyao took out a piece of orange hard candy, tossed it into his mouth, and gently sucked on it.

Ming Siye stiffened slightly, but he had no choice but to recount everything in detail, only omitting any mention of the Young Emperor, as he always felt there was something shady between those two.

“The Ye Family?”

Ming Siyao bit down on the candy, pondering carefully.

“Keep a close eye on Ye Yunxi during this competition.”

First place in the Jun Yao entrance exam?

First place in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition?

Defeated the entire school single-handedly??

From what he heard, this Ye Yunxi seemed like a talent who could be put to great use. Such a person would be very useful for the Ming Family, which was currently in a phase of rapid growth!

But it would be best if this Ye Yunxi could recognize reality and obediently follow orders. Otherwise…

“Brother, I know what to do. Don’t worry!”

Ming Siye stared intently at Ming Siyao, his gaze growing increasingly resolute.

“Hmm.”

Ming Siyao showed no particular reaction to this, merely nodding indifferently.

“Young Master, there’s some trouble at the company.”

A bodyguard dressed in black and wearing sunglasses handed over a phone. Ming Siyao took it, frowned slightly, then turned and left.

Only after he had gone did Wei Ran say, “Second Young Master, rest for a while. Your body has just recovered; you won’t be able to handle this.”

Yet Ming Siye struggled to his feet and walked back toward the training ground.”I can still train!”

With the wilderness survival competition approaching, he couldn’t allow himself to make any more mistakes!

Brother, I will work hard—for the Ming Residence, for you, brother!

(End of Chapter)