Hitler, History, and Horrible Choices

Aberration Headquarters, 02:05;

The Xi Trio were still deep in their strategic discussions when Xi Yuan's phone buzzed, cutting through the late-night quiet. Glancing at the screen, the man frowned, realizing it was already past midnight.

His brows furrowed further upon noticing the caller—Ningtao. Instinctively, his thoughts leaped to his woman, concern flickering in his eyes. Without wasting a second, he picked up the call, his voice calm yet edged with urgency, "Hello?"

"Yuan… will you be coming home to see Xinghe tonight?" Ningtao's hesitant voice broke through the silence, her worry discernible even over the phone. "Or do you have to stay with the Xi family?"

Xi Yuan's jaw tightened at the question, his focus immediately shifting to what mattered most to him. "Does my Xinghe need me?" he countered, his voice steady yet laced with intent. Nothing else in the world held importance or took priority for him if his woman required him by her side.