ps: So readers insist that I explain what I wrote in the last Chapter. Wasn’t my hint clear enough? The high priest of the Moro Kingdom is obviously Xiaorou! Having written up to two million characters in "The Fake Young Master", when have I ever written sothing irrelevant?
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This ti, Yang Fei did not attend the King of Pu’er’s banquet.
A week earlier, Yang Fei had already secretly returned to the Longqi Empire.
Her purpose for returning to the country was to reach a reconciliation agreent with the Freedom Army as soon as possible.
The reconciliation negotiations were going smoothly, but when it ca ti to sign the docunts, Tuoba Xinghua proposed an additional condition: he would give up all power, but only if he could marry Yang Fei.
Yang Fei flatly refused.
The reconciliation negotiations of the Longqi Empire fell into a deadlock once again.
The Pu’er Kingdom.
When Yang Gang t the King of Pu’er in the Pu’er Palace, he was slightly surprised.
The King of Pu’er turned out to be a woman, around forty years old, with an exceptional aura.
By the side of the Queen of Pu’er was her daughter, Alice, the heir apparent to the throne.
Alice was about the sa age as Yang Gang, and there was nothing to fault in either her appearance or deanor.
During the banquet, young nobles from various countries continually approached to court her favor, and Alice responded with polite acknowledgnt, her manners impeccable.
Yang Gang did not join in the fawning, mainly because he already had too many goddesses by his side. Although Alice was beautiful, in Yang Gang’s eyes, she did not reach the level of Xiaorou or Yang Fei.
Compared to Alice, Yang Gang was obviously more interested in the banquet’s delicacies.
Yang Ya could do nothing about her food-loving nephew except to bring him to the Queen of Pu’er’s side, bowing slightly, "Your Highness, Queen."
In Pandora, there was an unwritten rule: aside from the Four Great Empires, the kings of the other countries could not refer to themselves as ’We’ or ’Your Majesty’, but only as ’Your Highness’.
The Queen smiled and said, "No need for formalities, be at ease. Co, let introduce you. This is my daughter, the first in line to the throne of the kingdom, Alice. Alice has been studying in the Penglai Empire until just two days ago when she returned. Alice, this is my ageless friend, Ms. Yang Ya, the president of Blizzard Technology."
"Sister Ya, hello," Alice said politely, extending her hand.
Yang Ya also shook Alice’s hand cordially, "Greetings, Your Highness the Princess."
The Queen then turned to Little Yang Fan, "And this is..."
"Oh, this is my little nephew, Yang Fan," Yang Ya introduced.
"Hello Queen Grandma," Little Yang Fan, who was the spitting image of a young Yang Gang, knew his manners well!
"Such a sensible child," the Queen also took a liking to Little Yang Fan. She squatted down with a smile and asked, "Where is your father?"
Yang Fan pointed to Yang Gang, who was busy gnawing on a chicken leg.
Yang Ya broke out in a slight sweat, "Your Highness, please forgive him. My brother cos from a small place and hasn’t seen much of the world."
Before the Queen could speak, Princess Alice said with a smile, "We are close in age, and we’re both food lovers; we should have a lot to talk about. I’ll go have a chat with him."
With that, Alice walked over to Yang Gang.
Yang Gang was enjoying his food imnsely when suddenly a fragrant scent wafted his way, he turned his head, sowhat surprised.
"Who are you?"
"I am the heir apparent of the Pu’er Kingdom, Alice. And you?" Alice smiled.
"Er, Yang Gang."
"It’s crowded and noisy here, would you like to give you a tour of the palace?" Alice offered with a smile.
Yang Gang found himself nodding almost by reflex.
Shortly afterward, the two arrived at a spacious room.
"Wait for a mont," said Alice before entering the inner room.
About twenty minutes later, Alice ca back out.
"Don’t mind , I just took a bath and haven’t had the chance to change yet."
"Follow ," she said, then turned and headed back toward the inner room.
Yang Gang hesitated but followed her inside.
It was a room of well over a hundred square ters, decorated with pink hues. The walls boasted several vivid photographs. Unlike the luxurious exterior, the inner chamber was simply furnished, with only a cabinet, a bed, and a desk.
And at that mont, on the wide bed, lay a figure.
On that indescribably beautiful face, a pair of sparkling eyes watched Yang Gang with amusent.
Yang Gang sighed, "Although it might be effective on , unfortunately, I’ve never believed that there are won who would throw themselves at so readily. If such a woman exists, she must have an ulterior motive."
He paused, looked at Alice again, and said indifferently, "So, who sent you?"
Alice was clearly taken aback, but after a mont, she collected herself and started dressing while saying, "Worthy of being Zhang Miao’s man. Alright, I concede."
Yang Gang’s pupils contracted, "You, are you from the Dark Moon Sect?"
"The Seventh Witch."
"Where is my wife?"
"After Lin Shihai disappeared, Zhang Miao took his place as the second witch."
"I am asking how she is," Yang Gang let out a hint of killing intent.
Alice clearly felt Yang Gang’s murderous aura, but she seed unperturbed as she continued dressing.
She finished doing her hair and then smiled, "Aside from lacking freedom, everything is fine with her. By the way, I will be returning to the Main Church shortly to report on my duties. Do you have any ssage for your wife?"
Yang Gang was montarily stunned, then skeptically asked, "Will you deliver it?"
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
After brief consideration, Yang Gang said flatly, "Tell her to wait for . One day, I will destroy the entire Dark Moon Sect for her."
An air of supre confidence radiated from him.
Alice was clearly frightened by Yang Gang’s powerful aura.
She had only ever felt such an oppressive force in one place before: the Sacred Altar of the Main Church.
She looked at Yang Gang in disbelief.
"This man..."
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