Soon enough, they arrived at the gate of the mansion and his son finally shut up, being a little curious about this place. While he did know his uncle, he had no idea about the place where he lived. After all, Si Shi Wu would usually come over to their place if he wanted to see them or if they wanted to see him. He never really invited anyone over to the ninjas’ mansion. While it wasn’t forbidden, he just felt that it would be an added risk. And while he had an apartment of his own at another place in the city, he usually never went there. Staying in the mansion would allow him to react to anything that happened on much shorter notice. Why would he give that up just to keep up the appearance of his life as a bachelor?

The teenager looked over the mansion, his eyes roving from side to side before he turned to his father. "Uncle lives here?"

His father froze and then furrowed his brows. "How could that be?" Naturally, this was the mansion of the Si family. How could his brother compare? In any way, he didn’t explain anything else to his son and instead just pulled him up to the door and rang the doorbell. There was an excited expression on his face while he waited for the door to be opened.

It didn’t take long. Si Shi Wu had already been waiting for his nephew to arrive so he had gone to the front of the building and opened the door almost immediately. "You’re here." He nodded at his brother and then turned to his nephew, giving him a nod as well. "It’s nice to see you again."

The boy pinned a smile on his lips and nodded as well, still not quite happy even though he was a little curious about the house.

Si Shi Wu turned back to his brother after greeting him to explain the situation in some more detail. "This will likely take a few hours. So you can return and I will bring him back home in the evening."

His brother raised his brows, clearly not having expected that. "What do you mean you’ll bring him back in a few hours? Isn’t this … going to take a few years?"

His son’s head swiveled around and he stared at his father unbelieving. "A few years?! What kind of thing did you sign me up for, dad?!"

His father was startled and looked at his son, not sure how to explain. He really wanted to tell him about the Si clan but he wasn’t sure what his brother intended to do.

Si Shi Wu held his forehead and shook his head before motioning inside. "Never mind that. You come on in first. There isn’t much time left. As for you …" He turned back to his brother and gave him a long look. "Don’t get ahead of yourself. This is something that will take some time. There are gradual steps in the process."

In fact, it wasn’t really that. Usually, if somebody was supposed to become a ninja for the clan, they would be taught from a young age. Their own father had made sure that he was prepared as soon as he was a teenager. It was only those unrelated people that would only be told later.

As for his nephew … While he wasn’t necessarily intending to make him his successor, it was an idea. But he would first have to see how the boy was doing to make his own decision about this. And in this case, it might even be best to include Si Yi or maybe even their Master to make that decision. In any case, their Master didn’t have children of his own so there wasn’t really a reason to hurry right now.

Si Shi Wu pulled the boy into the house and then closed the door, leaving his brother outside. His nephew gave him a strange look, not quite sure what all of this was about.

Si Shi Wu waved for him to follow him and then brought him to the professional kitchen on the first floor. "To be honest, what I want you to do probably isn’t very difficult for you. You know that I’m a chef, right?"

His nephew nodded while looking around the kitchen. "I don’t know anything about cooking. If you need help with that, you should probably ask somebody else."

Si Shi Wu just looked at him, ignoring the statement. "There is a food anchor that has been invited to be a judge on a cooking show that will start soon called 'Golden Spoon'. Just today, the actress Tao Jin shared his channel on Weibo.

"I want to review his channel to see what all the hype is about. I was thinking of trying to do a stream for that as well to reply in kind. But I need some help setting things up. Considering your age, you probably know about these things quite well. So how about you help me?" Actually, he could just ask one of the other members of the Si clan to help him but then they wouldn’t have a faultless story in case people like Si Shi Qi’s sister investigated. It was only because of this that he even bothered asking his brother about this.

His nephew raised his brows and then leaned against the counter, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe I could."

Si Shi Wu looked at him, blinked his eyes, and then took out his phone. "Five hundred yuan."

His nephew smiled, happy that his uncle was so easy to get along with. "Uncle, I had no idea you were living in a mansion. I always thought that chefs were like artists and dirt poor. If you can afford this place, then don’t you even think about just giving me five hundred yuan. Am I not your favorite nephew?"

"You’re my only nephew and I will double the offer. We need to finish the set up by nine o’clock. Can you do that?"

His nephew looked at his phone to see how late it was and then his eyes widened. "At nine? Do you have any idea how late it is already?! Shit. Do we at least have all the equipment here?"

Si Shi Wu was a little taken aback. Right. They would need the equipment. "Don’t worry about that. It shouldn’t be a problem. You just wait here for a moment and I will go and organize everything." He strode out of the room, taking out his phone, and writing a message to Si Yi. Now, he definitely needed the help of the others.

Under Si Yi’s orders, the ninjas soon organized everything, so that Si Shi Wu’s nephew was able to set up a little channel for his uncle, as well as the first live stream.

"Are you sure you want this to be live, yes? If something goes wrong, everybody will be able to see that in real-time."

Si Shi Wu shook his head. "Don’t worry about that. I’m just reviewing another stream. It’s not a problem at all. I know what I’m doing." He really wasn’t worried about this. For one, he was indeed a professional chef who had gone through culinary school and had several years of experience. Then, there was also the fact that he didn’t need to review this down to every last detail. This was, after all, just a stream. Just focusing on a few things would be enough. Also, he had to make sure that Young Master Xiao would be better received by the audience and his competency shown. How difficult could that be?

His nephew nodded and then showed him where to click later on. "Alright. That’s everything. So … do you want me to stick around or can I go home?"

Si Shi Wu pondered for a moment. He had promised his brother that he would bring him back but he didn’t necessarily want him to stay in the house. Then again, the others were still finishing up with the ingredients down in the training room and would soon need to deliver them. They probably didn’t have the time to spare to drive his nephew somewhere right now. "Would you mind sticking around just in case something goes wrong?"

His nephew shrugged his shoulder and then sat down on the other side of the counter, picking up a few of the fruits that were lying to the side. In any case, he was curious to see how his uncle would be doing. So it couldn’t hurt to sit here for an hour or two.

Si Shi Wu nodded when he received his response and then sat down himself, waiting for the live stream of Bright Yellow Water to start.

Back in the training room, things were also coming to an end. When the last ingredient was cut, Si Jin nodded, turned away, and then headed to his own room. After all, it would soon be time for the next live stream. He couldn’t miss even a single second of Xiao Ming’s stream.

Meanwhile, Si Yi took over in the training room, making everybody carry the boxes with the different ingredients into the vans in the garage and then had them drive to the locations they had already donated to the last time. Now, they could not lose any time. Their Master’s future happiness depended on this.