"Uh, sorry, let me begin again."
The old man seemed embarrassed while he spoke.
"Let's start with the old Imperial Family. At that time, my father was still the Emperor, and although he wasn't the most virtuous man of the universe, he wasn't a tyrant."
Traces of nostalgia could be seen on the old man.
"My big brother was born far before I was, but my father felt that he shouldn't become an Emperor. He didn't have a precise reason, just his intuition, but the intuition of a ninth level immortal can't be underestimated, so he worked hard to have a second son. You should know that for strong people, having children is far more difficult than for mortals."
Yale nodded when he heard the last words. He knew that very well.