The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 203: Space Wine (1)_1

"Muli, you." Old Master Xiao never expected to hear such words from his grandson’s mouth, "Why would you want power? You." He looked at his grandson, whose face was serious, and was at a loss for words for a moment, his mouth opening and closing, but no words came out.

"I want power, I want the ability to protect Xiao Xin. I hope to one day become the man who can stand by Xiao Xin’s side." Situ Xin’s excellence had always been noted by Xiao Muli. And in recent years, as Situ Xin grew increasingly beautiful and attractive, Xiao Muli’s worries intensified.

Although Xiao Muli’s status in Capital City meant that he could pretty much do as he pleased, deep down he was not satisfied with his current situation. He felt that he was utterly unqualified to stand by Situ Xin’s side, to protect her, to love her. Therefore, he needed to become stronger.

Xiao Muli had only seen a fraction of what Situ Xin was capable of. If he knew about the forces Situ Xin wielded in secret, who knows what his reaction would be.

Upon hearing Xiao Muli’s words, Old Master Xiao suddenly realized what was happening. Then he thought of Situ Xin’s talents and her elusive master, and he did not worry that Situ Xin would look down on Xiao Muli, but rather was concerned that Situ Xin’s master, upon finding Xiao Muli’s abilities lacking, might not approve.

Old Master Xiao lapsed into silence for a while and then made up his mind. "Alright, I will support you in this," he declared. If Xiao Muli had mentioned any other reason, Old Master Xiao might not have agreed. But Xiao Muli was motivated by love for the person in his heart, and Old Master Xiao was a hundred percent supportive of that. After all, hadn’t he himself been young and in love once? And Xiao Muli’s grandmother was someone Old Master Xiao had chased after with great effort. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Thank you, Grandpa." Seeing that his grandfather had also agreed, Xiao Muli’s heart, which had been wavering, finally settled. And Xiao Muli was the kind of person who, once he made a decision, never looked back.

"Since you’ve decided to return to the Xiao family’s main clan, you should also learn about the affairs of the family. Come with me, and I will explain them to you properly." While Xiao Muli knew something about the Xiao family’s affairs, his knowledge was only superficial.

The Xiao family was an old clan with a long history. And the fact that the Xiao family had not only endured over the long course of history, but had also grown increasingly powerful, was testament to its exceptional qualities.

During the tumultuous years of domestic upheaval, the then Family Head wisely and decisively had the talented younger generation take most of the family’s assets abroad to carve out a piece of the world for the Xiao family, while the older generation remained to support the revolution. Originally, Old Master Xiao was also supposed to go abroad, but he stayed because of his love for Xiao Muli’s grandmother.

The younger generation of the Xiao family did not let down the Family Head and the rest of the family; they quickly established a firm footing abroad, and by the time things had stabilized at home, they had already built a commercial empire for the Xiao family outside the country.

Those who remained at home had taken part in the domestic strife, and, because of their military achievements after the turmoil ended, were able to seize a measure of military power.

"Muli, as you know, our branch is also considered a legitimate line of the Xiao family. Your father was supposed to be sent to the family to train and compete for the position of Family Head when he was your age. But your grandmother, she couldn’t bear to part with your father and firmly disagreed with my plan. And I, too, couldn’t bear to be separated from my child, nor did I want him to carry too many responsibilities. So, I agreed with your grandmother’s opinion," Old Master Xiao paused, looking at Xiao Muli, then continued, "If you hadn’t brought up the idea of returning to the family to participate in training and competition, your father and I would have long since forgotten about this matter."

"Grandpa, I understand. If I choose this path, I know what kind of responsibilities and crises await me, but I’m not afraid. I want to become stronger," Xiao Muli said, his youthful face showing determination.

"Enough said. Since you’ve made up your mind, Grandpa will definitely support you all the way. I’ll contact the Family Head later," Old Master Xiao said, looking at the determined expression on Xiao Muli’s face, feeling torn between joy and concern.

In contrast to the heavy atmosphere of Old Master Xiao’s study, Situ Xin was leisurely soaking in the space’s hot spring, holding a tall wine glass filled with deep purple wine in her hand.

Situ Xin gently swirled the wine in the glass and then slowly brought it to her lips, sipping lightly, an expression of enjoyment on her face. This wine had been made according to ancient methods using fruits and flowers produced in her space. She had put the task of winemaking behind her due to being busy with other matters and had only remembered about her homemade wines today after being reminded by Baibai. She had specifically entered the space to taste them.

"Hmm, not bad, much better than the Lafite I drank in my previous life," Situ Xin, who knew a thing or two about wine tasting in her previous life, mused. She had tasted some of the top wines in the world, and before trying her own homemade wine from the space, she had thought those famous wines truly deserved their reputation. But now, after having tasted the wine from her space, she felt the other wines were hard to swallow.

Situ Xin was very comfortable and enjoying herself, but if the members of the Situ Family and the Loo Family saw what she was drinking now, they would probably be hopping mad.

"Master, your winemaking skills are truly remarkable. It’s been hundreds, no, thousands of years since Baibai has tasted such delicious wine," Baibai said, lying next to Situ Xin’s hot spring bath, holding a tall glass different from the deep purple in Situ Xin’s. It was tinted with a pale pink—the Hundred Flowers Wine that Situ Xin had brewed. Baibai squinted contentedly, sipping from his glass leisurely.

However, if people outside saw Baibai’s current state, they would certainly be shocked. A Tiger holding a glass and drinking wine on its own.