Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 702 Caesar and Percy (1)

I am glad to thank this sunny day for adding some color to this rebellious boy's slightly dim eyes.

Caesar was unusually silent today, and this silence made Percy feel uneasy.

The waiter helped the young master to dress, and his well-fitting suit was straightened out.

Perhaps Caesar should comment on it and prepare more than a dozen suits for him to wear at the wedding today. According to his previous personality, he would always be dissatisfied and try all the suits before deciding the most suitable one.

But today he felt that the first set was good enough, and it didn't matter which one.

Because he knew that this was not a wedding, but a farewell.

Caesar recalled a passage from Thomas White's poem, Whoso List to Hunt:

I pulled away from the doe, but as she fled forward, I followed in a daze.

So I let her go, for I sought to catch the wind in a net.

Whoever is hunting her, I have no doubt, will waste his time just as I have.

Wrap it around her beautiful neck, in plain words, and write it there with diamonds:

"Don't touch me, for I am Caesar's property.

I was wild when I was hunted, though I looked tame.”

Nono's words still echoed in Caesar's ears, and he suddenly understood why Nono was always silent every time they talked about marriage.

She was so silent that Caesar had no way to deal with her.

"Master, you should be happy," Percy said, "everything is arranged in the church."

"Yeah." Caesar smiled.

He no longer thought about these things, he was calm.

It’s just that today is too special, so I can’t help feeling sad.

If the elk wants to run away, then chase it slowly. A confident Caesar is the real Caesar.

His sadness was more about reflecting on himself and thinking about what he had done wrong in the matter of Nono.

"Master, are you worried about today's wedding?" Percy asked.

"No." Caesar shook his head, "There's nothing to worry about."

The outcome is already determined, this is an exam where you know the score.

Caesar's eyes fell on a decoration in front of the window, and the cheap kimono swayed silently in the wind.

"Master, are you okay?" Percy asked again.

"Nothing." Caesar said, "I just thought of some of my friends. Percy, you don't have to call me Master. You know, I don't like this identity, but I am forced to accept it. I have a few friends. We have been through life and death together, but later we became homeless."

"Master, you are talking about Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, right?" Percy suddenly wanted to chat more, taking advantage of this perfect time.

They don't have much time left.

"This question is unnecessary. You have always known about it, and so has the family." Caesar asked, "Do you know about the academy, Percy? Or do you know about the recent changes in the secret party?"

"I know." Percy nodded. "The family is just considering your safety and doesn't want you to get involved in these things. Your friends have already stood on the side of the dragons. Lu Mingfei is out of control, and Finkel has rebelled."

"I will make my own judgment." Caesar turned around.

He doesn't look like a young master, nor does he look like a groom.

Rarely, a trace of loneliness flashed across Caesar's eyes.

Loneliness quickly turned into determination.

He was determined to leave the well and no longer be a frog in the well.

As Nono said, he would not think of relying on Gattuso to solve some problems before. He just needed to bring two Desert Eagles and Dick Tudo and set off.

If Kaisar realized in Japan that his reputation as a man who had left Gattuso was actually nothing, he found the importance of Gattuso in Japan.

However, Gattuso’s importance should have nothing to do with him, Caesar. He mistakenly thought he could control something.

To put it bluntly, it was a matter of pride and arrogance. The proud Caesar had suffered too many blows, and he was unwilling to give up his pride.

Now that no one is attacking him, he wants to put away his remaining pride.

He can be a prince of Nono or a gangster, but the premise of all this is his identity as Caesar.

The changes of the times are like a torrent, and we cannot expect to accomplish anything by dragging a corrupt family along.

"Percy." Caesar turned back when he reached the door: "Remember what I told you before? You don't have to revolve around me."

"Master, it's all destined." Percy said, "Everything we do is for the family."

We are performing under the family's nose, and nothing we do can change anything. This is what Patsy did not say.

How could Caesar understand Percy’s helplessness?

Perhaps in Caesar's view, Percy's past help was out of some kind of recognition.

Maybe it was really recognition, but Percy couldn't control his own recognition.

The reason he helped Caesar was simply because of a father's love for his son, and this love allowed Caesar to be a little reckless and willful for once.

"Do you believe in fate? If you really do, given your physical condition, you would have died long ago." Caesar left behind some hurtful words.

"Maybe." Percy felt inexplicably irritated when he heard the urging from the other end of the communicator.

Marriage cannot be rushed, and Percy heard the conversation between Caesar and Nono yesterday.

He knew what Caesar was going to do today and why Caesar was sad.

"I thought we could talk a little longer," Patsy said.

Caesar retracted his steps, turned his back to Percy and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"You leave first." Percy gave orders to the servants.

The room soon became quiet, with only Patsy standing at the window and Caesar standing at the door.

Percy's eyes showed sympathy. Caesar had never seen Percy show any emotion other than coldness.

"I thought you were a machine," Caesar said. "Your eye is not suited to express richer emotions."

"You should know what my mission is." Percy raised his hand, "I suggest you close the door. I'm not the only one involved in this mission, and I'm not the only one who can avoid being detected by your sickle-weasel."

"If a door can lock up a bunch of you watchers, then I really underestimated my family." Caesar closed the door, "The one who should be locked up is me."

"Are you aware that you are being watched?"

"I wasn't sure before, but I was sure after that night. I realized a lot of things late, and I shouldn't have been so slow," said Caesar.

If Nono hadn't reminded him, Caesar thought he would have continued to be so reasonable.

Nono’s words last night were no less than a slap in Caesar’s face.

"I heard everything you talked about yesterday," said Percy.

"I guessed it." Caesar asked, "So you want to persuade me to obey the family's arrangements, right?"

"Yeah." Percy answered a little reluctantly.