In the center of the main hall, there was a marble table about two ters long and wide, with paper, ink, brush, and inkstone placed on top, and a half-finished portrait of a lady still being painted.
Seeing this scene, Fang Ze couldn’t help but recall the information about the Peacock God King he obtained from Dahei Jialuo.
The Peacock God King beca a demigod quite early, so apart from Yuan Gu, no one knows what his true race is.
Even the na ’Peacock God King’ is just a nickna.
’Peacock’ cos from his dharma aspect being a peacock.
And ’God King’ is due to his hobby.
The Peacock God King doesn’t care for tea, alcohol, gambling, or anything else, except for beauties.
This love is truly pure: he especially enjoys appreciating beauties. Every ti he invades a reincarnation world, he selects a group of beautiful won, gives them nas, and brings them back to his semi-mystical realm to admire slowly.
And perhaps his hobby before reaching godhood was painting, so every ti after admiring or feeling inspired, he would also paint portraits for these beauties.
These beauties whom he’s painted, he collectively refers to as goddesses.
Thus, he, who governs a multitude of goddesses, ca to be humorously called the ’God King’ by the demigods....
Recalling the situation with the Peacock God King, Fang Ze unobtrusively praised, "The goddesses of the God King are indeed becoming more beautiful, and the portraits the God King paints are becoming increasingly lifelike."
"Just now when I walked in, I was montarily under the impression that countless fairies stepped out of the paintings to dance elegantly with ."
This praise from Fang Ze clearly struck a chord with the Peacock God King. Hearing it, he couldn’t help but smile, telling Fang Ze, "You truly know how to appreciate art. Those brutes can’t understand my goddesses and think of as so kind of vulgar lecher."
Speaking of which, as if reminded of sothing, the Peacock God King awkwardly said to Fang Ze, "Oh right, Garo. Don’t misunderstand this morning’s events."
"I have no issues with you or Rakshasa. We demigods, our lives are too long, we always need to find sothing we like to fill this eternal life, to fill this void."
"As for Rakshasa’s choice..."
He pondered for a mont before saying, "Well, it’s a bit overly liberated."
"But, it’s understandable."
He paused for a mont, then changed the topic, "But.... she shouldn’t have toyed with ."
"It was she who made an appointnt with yesterday, saying she would let paint a portrait for her. She even asked to bring extra brushes and more colors."
"In the end, I was all prepared, yet she stood up."
"I waited all night without seeing her return, and I thought sothing happened to her. That’s why I urgently gathered all of you to discuss counterasures, only to be reprimanded by her for taking advantage of the situation."
Saying this, the Peacock God King sighed, "Ah, my reputation, it’s all gone."
Hearing the Peacock God King’s words, Fang Ze blinked, with several question marks slowly rising above his head.
He wasn’t surprised by Rakshasa making an appointnt with the Peacock God King: after all, the Late-Night Investigation Room isn’t omnipotent. If he hadn’t asked Rakshasa about her arrangents last night, then she wouldn’t have ntioned it, and he couldn’t have known.
But.... painting a portrait late at night? Bringing extra brushes? Bringing more colors?
This.... is it a proper painting appointnt?
Especially this combination of brushes, colors, and beauties always reminded Fang Ze of certain plots from his previous life.
Putting these strange thoughts aside, Fang Ze also comforted the Peacock God King, "God King is overthinking it. Such a small episode, no one will mind it."
The Peacock God King glanced at Fang Ze, his face full of a ’you’re just comforting ’ expression. Apparently, he knew these types of gossip between demigods are the favorite pasti among other demigods.
However, after all, he was of a good-natured character, so he didn’t pursue the matter with Fang Ze any further. Instead, while tidying up his portrait, he asked, "Alright, let’s not talk about that. You ntioned that the Venerable had new orders?"
Fang Ze nodded at these words and said, "Yes. The Venerable ordered you to prepare the army. Tomorrow afternoon, divide into two groups, and launch surprise attacks on Qinyang City and Central City."
Hearing Fang Ze’s words, the Peacock God King paused in his actions, then murmured with a frown, "Central City? Qinyang City?...."
......
A minute later, Fang Ze left the Peacock God King’s villa and returned to his own residence.
Back at his residence, Fang Ze, following Dahei Jialuo’s habit, had a pile of religious books brought over and lay on the rocking chair in the courtyard, reading to pass the ti.
Of course.... that was from the perspective of the guards.
In reality, once he lay on the rocking chair, Fang Ze’s consciousness returned to his body at the Provincial Governnt, then began reading the notes given by Old Mr. Bai, preparing to study how to enhance his rank in the Mortality-Shedding Phase and how to ascend to the Law Starry Sky...
And so, he spent the afternoon reading.
In the evening, Fang Ze went back inside to sleep.
And after he fell asleep, a few translucent figures silently left his residence, swiftly heading towards the Central Military Camp in Tuoya Province.
Ten minutes later, at the Central Military Camp in Tuoya Province.
Several figures knelt on the ground, reporting the situation to Yuan Gu, who sat on the main seat.
After listening to the report from these figures, Yuan Gu, seated high up on the main seat, indifferently said, "So, he shows no signs of abnormality?"
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