Chapter 927: Family gathering -2

Chapter 927: Family gathering -2



"Pfft~" Hearing his father's question, a small laugh escaped Harry's lips before he could hold it in.

"Hmm?" With the same smile on his face, his father's face turned towards Harry, only this time his eyes were wide open, "Are my words becoming funny now, my fourth son?"

"Oh, of course not, father, your fifth daughter is the funny one." Harry quickly waved, "She started a war three thousand years ago that drained everything she had and still she doesn't know how to win, and what's worse is that this war is against a multiple planetary empire that only controls 70 or so planets- Isn't that funny?"

"Fourth brother, don't forget that your sister herself only has 25 planets under her command, the fact that the war is still ongoing is something that she be proud of." The young man named Hudson intervened in a calm voice.

"Pride?" Hillary didn't seem too convinced, "She started her conquests 10,000 years ago, and during that time she was only able to subjugate 25 planets. I don't care how many insignificant planets she indirectly owns in the Young Belt, she is the official ruler of only 25 planets. What would happen if word got out and everyone knew whose daughter she was? Would you be *proud* to be associated with the ruler of 25 planets?"

Hudson looked to the left, "Third sister, don't forget that Fifth Sister didn't ask for any help, loans, planetary weapons, or even the free army armament package, and without using the major destruction law, she just went out with only her clothes on when she reached the world Cataclysm Realm and started from scratch, I think her becoming a multi-empress in ten thousand years is a reasonable outcome."

"It's not reasonable that she's poor though, hahaha." Harry let out a laugh this time, "We, the Galactic Destra family, have a poor person among us? Ironic! We don't raise money to start wars, we start wars to make money, that idiot doesn't even understand this simple meaning, what's the point of her having 25 planets but wasting their resources in wars and rapid expansion? Her army doesn't even have a uniform, Father!!"

The Father raised his hand and everyone fell silent again, then turned to look at Helen, "What do you think of what they're saying?"

Helen nodded, "...I'll keep your words in mind, Father."

Father nodded at her and turned to Harry, "What about you, have you done anything with the planetary weapons and the Imperial Guard?"

"Yes, Father, I have recovered 13 planets and have a total of 95 planets under my control, very soon I will be worthy of the title of Centennial Emperor once more." Harry sent a smile towards Helen, for in his mind she was his closest competitor, not the Third Sister.

But he found her frowning tightly and clenching her head on the armrests of her throne.

And he wasn't the only one who noticed, Father also turned his attention back to Helen, "Is there something wrong, dear Fifth? You seem troubled."

"Father, I have received an urgent summons from one of the empires I support in the Young Belt, if you have nothing for me, I request your permission to leave the quarter millennial meeting temporarily," Helen asked directly, it was the damned Pythor who was summoning her soul fragrant!

"Hehe~ Young Belt Empires? Child's play." Hilary didn't let the opportunity slip away.

As for Father, he smiled and pointed towards the door, "You can go, dear Fifth, but make sure

to return quickly, we don't get together every day."

Helen stood up, grabbed the ends of her dress, and bowed slightly, then in three steps she disappeared from the place.