There is One New Rule Every Month Globally-Chapter 736: Side Story 10: The Funeral of Chen Yi’s Youngest Son, Chen Miao.

Chapter 736: Side Story 10: The Funeral of Chen Yi’s Youngest Son, Chen Miao.

"..."

Chen Yi leaned on his cane, standing in silence for a long while before he slowly removed the black top hat from his head and placed it on his chest, bowing in a salute.

In this moment, Chen Yi lacked his usual air of worldly detachment; he appeared extremely somber.

Standing beside him, Jiaye, already with reddened eyes barely able to stand, was propped up by the servants with great difficulty.

It was supposed to be...

It was supposed to be...

It was supposed to be the time when he could finally see his child, explain all the truths of these years to him, and finally allow his long-suffering child to enjoy a life of luxury.

But why did everything suddenly turn out this way?

Killed by a falling coconut!

Why the freak coincidence of a coconut falling at just that moment, hitting and killing him?

Even if he was struck by the coconut, how could it be fatal? If it was a severe injury that brought him close to death, they would have had ways to save him, but how could it lead to immediate death!?

"Swoosh!"

The countless people in black suits standing behind Chen Yi all bent forward with mournful and solemn expressions, bowing towards the black and white photograph in front of them!

The death of Chen Yi’s younger son was an incredibly shocking event on Blue Star, and countless people would be affected by it.

"It’s all your fault!"

An utterly grief-stricken Jiaye, with a hoarse voice, pounded Chen Yi’s arm, "If you hadn’t insisted that our son needed to toughen up, how would he have died? What did he need to toughen up for when this entire planet bears the Chen name? What did he need to strive for?"

"Why did he have to start a company? Why did he need to make his own way in life?"

"If our children must struggle from the bottom up like we did, what does all the effort we parents have put in over the years mean?"

"This whole planet belongs to the Chen Family; why couldn’t we allow our son to be a spoiled young master, to live a happy and carefree life?"

Having said this,

Jiaye turned to look at the group of people standing behind Chen Yi, with eyes red and bloodshot, and roared, "I said Blue Star belongs to the Chen Family; does anyone object?"

"Stand out!"

As the words fell,

those who had been bowing suddenly fell to their knees, placing their heads on the ground without uttering a word.

The scene was exceptionally uniform.

There was no dissenting opinion. Since the end of the ’Sword Without End’ game decades ago, and shortly after the ’Starfield Shuttle’ was reopened, Chen Yi had come to hold an absolute advantage during this new era of transformation.

He led Blue Star to become the most powerful planet among the Myriad Clans.

Whether it was military, cultural, or economic strength, they were first.

Without equal.

One could say that Chen Yi was the god of Blue Star, the Seal of the Sea God of Blue Star. As long as Chen Yi was present, nobody could ever turn the sky of Blue Star upside down.

To say that Blue Star belongs to the Chen Family was by no means an exaggeration.

None of these individuals standing in their current positions were unconnected to the Chen Family.

Although Chen Yi once said that he didn’t understand politics, that he wouldn’t get too involved in it and that they should manage on their own, just because Chen Yi said so didn’t mean they would actually do it.

Indistinctly, Chen Yi had essentially become the Retired Emperor of Blue Star.

"..."

Chen Yi’s face showed no expression as he looked long and silently at the black and white photograph of his younger son, not speaking a word even as Jiaye, somewhat agitated, kept hitting his arm. He remained motionless, ignoring everything.

The death of Chen Miao.

He was more devastated than anyone else.

He had always paid close attention to his child’s growth history. This child was smarter than him, more capable. Perhaps because he had a closer relationship with Jiaye, compared to his elder son, he favored his younger son more.

He had spent more time observing his younger son.

Just when he was full of anticipation to bring his son home, to tell him just how mighty his old man was, and looking forward to seeing the astonishment on his son’s face, he received the bad news of his son’s demise instead.

"Yi,"

Sword Without End stood aside, his face filled with remorse as he lowered his head, not knowing what to say, feeling extremely sad and ashamed to face Yi. It had been his responsibility to closely protect Chen Miao’s safety over the years.

Bearing the fear of any potential accident,

in fact, with his abilities and all the medical props prepared in his backpack, it might be unpleasant to say, but even if Chen Miao was run over by a train, his body split in two, as long as he still breathed, he could have been saved.

Without any complications, at that.

But—

At that moment, it all happened so fast that even he did not react. He remembered dark clouds suddenly appearing in the sky, the city oppressed by the blackness.

The wind was strong.

He had only looked down to light a cigarette, and by the time he looked up again, Chen Miao was already lying in a pool of blood, with a blood-stained coconut rolling beside him, and the surprised cries of passersby echoing amidst the wind.

He rushed over immediately. Despite the urgency, he wasn’t very panicked inside.

After all, how much damage could a coconut cause if it fell on someone’s head, enough to be fatal?

But when he got there, Chen Miao was already beyond saving, and even after activating all the props in his backpack, they couldn’t reverse the fact of Chen Miao’s on-the-spot death, nor could they bring him back to life.

According to the coroner’s report,

due to excessive psychological stress leading to cerebral congestion, his entire blood circulation became chaotic and he died instantly from the coconut strike, beyond all hope of revival.