Although Evan Bennett even if he obtained a ‘secondary fetus’, it would not threaten her position. After all, her own son Benjamin Bennett was simply too powerful. However, Catherine Smith just didn’t like Grace Carter. She felt that her dancing would occasionally embarrass her. She wanted to strangle all threats in the cradle—even if it meant killing a thousand by mistake, not a single one could be let go. This was Madam Smith’s philosophy of power.

Chapter 4: Outstanding Performance

“Useless fetus, useless fetus, not a secondary fetus—I can be sure of that.” Grand Advisor nodded repeatedly. This Crown Princess was too domineering; he really couldn’t afford to offend her.

Just as Catherine Smith said, if Evan Bennett couldn’t break through, then he would have made a misjudgment, which was deceiving the king, and he would be punished.

“Your Majesty, you must distinguish right from wrong. The radiance on my son lasted the longest, and when his martial fetus descended, it dragged a glow for hundreds of miles, even shaking the earth. How could he have only received a ‘useless fetus’?” Grace Carter made one last effort.

“Who said I got a ‘useless fetus’?” Before the King Bennett could speak, Evan Bennett flew up and kicked. With a crack, a ritual stone weighing three hundred jin was kicked a zhang into the air before tumbling to the ground.

Instantly, the whole audience was astonished.

Such strength was not something an ordinary person could muster; at the very least, it would take a martial artist of a certain rank.

At once, Grand Advisor’s face flushed red.

“Your Majesty, did you see that? The eighth prince now has the strength of half a horse.” Grace Carter was also startled, but then overjoyed, and immediately shouted loudly.

“It’s just brute strength. Everyone knows the eighth prince has been unable to obtain the martial fetus inheritance, so he’s been training his body hard. Even the strongest among ordinary people can lift five or six hundred jin. This kind of strength ends there; in the end, his achievements will never surpass a second-rank martial artist.” Catherine Smith sneered coldly.

“That’s right! Our Yan Kingdom’s General Newman has also never obtained the martial fetus inheritance.

But General Newman’s perseverance is amazing. Without the foundation of a martial fetus, he can still sweep six hundred jin, possessing the strength of a horse.

However, General Newman was still made a general by The King because of his brilliant tactics.

But even now, General Newman still only has the strength of a horse.

That’s the importance of the martial fetus—without it, your achievements in this life are destined to be limited.

You can’t be called a martial artist, only a strong person among ordinary people.” Grand Advisor quickly chimed in, of course, also to save face.

Before Grand Advisor finished speaking, there was another loud crash. A larger stone incense burner, weighing over five hundred jin, was lifted and smashed to the ground by Logan Bennett.

Once again, the whole audience was shocked.

“The eighth prince’s strength is astonishing.”

“That’s right, he must have received the inheritance, though perhaps not a very good one.”

“The inheritance shouldn’t be bad—otherwise, how could he have caused such a commotion? Even when the crown prince’s sword fetus descended, it didn’t make such a scene.”

“Grand Advisor must have misjudged.”

“It’s normal—even a horse stumbles sometimes. No one is perfect.”

Having been slapped in the face, the crowd began to discuss. Grand Advisor’s old face flushed again, turning purple, almost like a ripe eggplant.

“Your Majesty, the eighth prince’s strength exceeds that of a horse. This proves he must have received a secondary fetus, not a useless one.” Grace Carter saw hope again.

“Hmph, that’s just your son training up brute strength. And over all these years, your dancing has only gotten better and better. You’ve earned quite a bit for the eighth prince, haven’t you? Haven’t you stuffed him full of elixirs?” Catherine Smith mocked, humiliating Grace Carter to her face. This was Grace Carter’s sore spot—a knife straight to the heart.

Just think, a noble lady reduced to dancing for others—how humiliating is that?

“Madam Smith, it’s not that her dancing is getting better, it’s getting worse. Not long ago, she broke an antique blue-and-white porcelain vase in my palace. She couldn’t pay for it, and I’m a kind person, so I just gave her a small punishment.” Madam Parker added sarcastically.

“Why does my mother have to dance for you? Why?” Logan Bennett clenched his fists and suddenly stood up, loudly questioning, “Father, it’s because they even cut my mother’s minimum monthly allowance of 100 taels down to fifteen taels.

As for me, my monthly allowance of fifty taels was completely cut. The reason was that I’m a useless child, a failed seed. Giving me more silver would be a waste.

So, to buy me elixirs, my mother sold all her jewelry.

In the end, she was reduced to dancing for them. My mother is the greatest—she endured humiliation for her son.

A few days ago, she accidentally broke Madam Parker’s blue-and-white porcelain vase. That vase was just an ordinary piece.

Otherwise, why would it be on the snack table holding snacks? Since when has Madam Parker been so extravagant, using a vase worth ten thousand taels of silver to hold snacks?

As a result, my mother danced barefoot on the floor covered in broken porcelain, her feet cut in many places.

Now she limps when she walks. Mother, no matter what others think of you, you are the person I, Evan Bennett, respect the most. You are the greatest mother in the world! Mother, I am proud to be your son in this life.”