GAMMT - Chapter 101
Chapter 101: Peach Blossoms
The major news from the academies in Beluke Province had originally revolved around the absence of certain seed contestants from South Chen and East Guan Academies during the assessments. It was soon learned that they had all been trapped in different dungeons.
Afterward, students from the four academies investigated these dungeons during their own assessments and discovered that they were indeed highly difficult. A few days later, Xie Keli seemed to have emerged and then disappeared, but people like Carol Diel remained trapped inside.
They were trapped for quite a long time, until the news broke today.
The entire province was in an uproar, with discussions erupting everywhere, but for the first time, the focus was not on the favored children of the academies.
The Divine Scion, the Divine Lady, and that grassroots Arcanist who had turned the tables in a desperate situation.
But the focus was still on the Divine Scion and Divine Lady. Heavens, they were such distant figures, people from another world, who had suddenly descended. And a Junior Prelate who could crush the top geniuses of the entire province was someone they could kill with a mere projection—the gap was simply too vast.
This was truly a world where the strong were as deep as an abyss, and the abyss was filled with the strong.
A few people had been discussing the grassroots Arcanist, but they were quickly drowned out by the hype over the Divine Scion and Divine Lady's stunning looks. The entire web entered a fawning frenzy.
Many people were actually pleased with this outcome.
At the very least, the Divine Temple was satisfied with how the matter had been handled. As for how the other Divine Scions and Divine Ladies would warn the other Junior Prelates upon their return, that remained unknown.
At Sage Medical Hall, Fu Chuan deliberately avoided Jiang Yousi, so she didn't go to the front courtyard for consultations. It wasn't her scheduled time anyway. She spent some time in the backyard comprehending an arcane book. When it was nearly evening, she went to the living room and found Big Bear cooking.
"Why do you have time today? Isn't it busy outside?"
"Nope. A lot of new physicians have arrived recently. Teacher hired them from other provinces."
Fu Chuan was aware of this, but she had been too busy to pay much attention before. She recalled that the number of patients over the past few months hadn't increased enough to warrant Liu Wuxiang, who disliked crowds, hiring so many people.
There must be another reason.
In a province, major events could happen consecutively, but it was impossible for multiple ones to occur simultaneously.
Especially in this arcane world.
Could Liu Wuxiang's affairs be connected to this?
Fu Chuan wasn't clear on the behind-the-scenes details, but she guessed that the final task Xiao Lun wanted her to do would probably happen within the next few months.
But… what was that smell?
Fu Chuan looked up and saw that the kitchen was on fire.
Big Bear stood there numbly, holding a spatula. "I watched some videos recently. I thought I had it down."
A classic case of easy to watch, impossible to do.
"It's okay, I'll take over. Don't worry." Fu Chuan put down her cup of water, went behind the counter, and started cooking. Big Bear watched from the side, and after a while, she started to laugh.
"Wow, now I kind of understand why Teacher lets you cook."
"Huh?"
Fu Chuan didn't quite get it. After stir-frying two dishes, just as she was about to ask Big Bear to take them out, a golden light streamed in through the window.
Liu Wuxiang had arrived.
The moment Big Bear saw Liu Wuxiang, she wanted to flee. "Hello, Teacher. You must be hungry. Please, go ahead and eat. I'll go get busy outside."
Then she quickly snatched the two dishes.
And the rice cooker.
She took everything and ran faster than a rabbit.
Fu Chuan: "?"
"That Big Bear. Every time she sees me, it's like she's seen a ghost."
Although Fu Chuan had been here for several months, she was a newcomer and didn't pry into the past between her cheap teacher and senior sisters.
She didn't ask.
So she just smiled and said nothing.
"She's probably afraid I'll ask her to cook. With her skills, shouldn't I be the one running when I see her?"
Liu Wuxiang took off his suit jacket, draped it over the back of a chair, and loosened his tie. He saw Fu Chuan starting to wash vegetables again. At first, he thought nothing of it, but then he noticed she looked a bit tired.
Although he wasn't always in the hall, he received a lot of information from Big Bear and the others, including how dedicated and responsible this person was, and how hard she worked at her cultivation.
It seemed she could do anything to the best of her ability. Her temperament was gentle and meticulous, making people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.
But why didn't she run?
With her intelligence and talent, the world was her oyster, yet she was content to stay in the medical hall, busy day in and day out, just for his bookshelves of arcane texts. But she could get similar resources if she went to the Divine Temple.
Yet she never left.
Liu Wuxiang's gaze lowered slightly. He walked behind the counter and undid his cufflinks.
"Move aside."
"?"
With her hands still wet, Fu Chuan moved to the side, puzzled, and watched as he began to wash and chop vegetables himself.
"Is Teacher afraid my cooking won't suit your taste either?"
"No. Why aren't you wearing other clothes? Still in this white coat? Though, this material is probably better at repelling oil stains."
He was concerned about her clothes.
Fu Chuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't argue, walked out from behind the counter, and hung up his suit jacket.
"I wore them for a while. It had the desired effect, so I considered the task complete. But for a doctor, it's probably better to dress more formally, don't you think?"
Her best friend was a doctor, and the profession held a different meaning for her. Life and death were the most awe-inspiring things in this world.
Even if Fu Chuan hadn't been raised with conventional values, she would still respect this profession because of her friend.
She was just afraid this Dean Liu would get angry.
Liu Wuxiang was stir-frying. He glanced at her upon hearing her words but said nothing.
Fu Chuan propped her chin on her hand and watched him quietly. If the man before her hadn't revealed his age, who would have thought he was over sixty? He had a high, narrow waist, and the arms revealed by his rolled-up sleeves were lean and well-defined, with perfect curves. But unlike the rough, hairy skin of ordinary human males, his skin was actually better than that of many women.
Smooth, delicate, like warm jade.
For a man of his age, he possessed a refined beauty that seemed out of place in the mortal world.
Unfortunately, Fu Chuan was a bit distracted. After the initial awe, her mind was completely elsewhere. She was thinking about the Divine Scion and Divine Lady.
Liu Wuxiang continued cooking, feeling the person behind him staring intently. He said nothing, thinking to himself: Is she still staring?
Could it be that this little disciple of mine shares my extraordinary aesthetic sense?
Excellent. She is my fated disciple.
Liu Wuxiang made his movements even more elegant, striving for aesthetic beauty as he perfectly finished the last dish. When he turned around, he saw the look in her eyes.
Ah, she was daydreaming.
Liu Wuxiang's fingers tapped the tabletop.
"Eat."
Fu Chuan snapped back to reality. A bowl, chopsticks, and a serving of rice were already in front of her, along with three dishes. The flavors were light but fragrant and delicious.
Fu Chuan took a few bites before Liu Wuxiang's communicator rang. He answered, listened without speaking, and then hung up. "At the end of October, a batch of prisoners will be released from Longgang Prison and sent to a certain location. It's very dangerous. They'll send an accompanying physician. Do you want to go?"
Longgang Prison was a department of the Empire. Strange, wasn't it? A prison that was its own department. And this department held considerable power, able to mobilize parts of the military. The prison's power was great because its existence was necessary; the prisoners held inside were too special, mostly related to imperial secrets.
Longgang Prison was divided into a headquarters and various branches, their locations mysterious and unknown to the outside world. Fu Chuan remembered a client once saying he had the honor of accepting a mission from a certain province's Longgang Prison. The rewards were tantalizingly rich, but unfortunately, he had failed.
She never expected Beluke Province to have a Longgang Prison as well.
Was it connected to TK and the evil organizations?
Hadn't the leader died?
Fu Chuan couldn't quite figure it out. She pondered for a moment, then heard Liu Wuxiang ask if she wanted to go.
"I can choose not to go?"
Liu Wuxiang picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks. "If I say you can, you can. This was never supposed to involve you, unless you want to go yourself."
He knew about what had happened to Fu Chuan that night. Getting involved with Qin Minfeng meant getting involved with TK. He knew there must be some secrets involved.
"Is there an important person inside, with the other prisoners serving as a cover?"
Fu Chuan knew that even the least important prisoners in Longgang Prison were individuals who held significant secrets. For example, the Economic Department had once arrested an economic criminal who illegally manipulated the stock market for huge profits, with the amount involved reaching tens of millions of orange coins. But while the person was caught, the flow of funds behind him had succeeded and was never traced. This person was just a pawn; the most terrifying part was the mastermind behind it all. So, this person was kept locked up for interrogation.
Of course, most of the prisoners were related to "rebellion."
The Empire was not at peace. Certain large consortiums, nobles, rebels, evil organizations, spies from other empires, and so on—after these people were caught, if they refused to give up their colleagues, they had to be locked up and slowly interrogated.
Therefore, the purpose of Longgang Prison was not "punishment," but "interrogation."
Killing them would be easy. Torturing, interrogating, and breaking the will of these vicious criminals was the real test of skill. That was why the staff at Longgang Prison's headquarters and branches were no ordinary people; even the prison guards exuded a certain ruthlessness.
"Yes," Liu Wuxiang admitted. "This matter can be big or small. But under normal circumstances, as a physician, your role would just be to heal and provide support."
And if circumstances weren't normal?
Fu Chuan fell silent, then suddenly asked, "In the battle of the Steel Forest, did the leader of the White Tower organization really die?"
Even though she had his severed arm and the Order Stele Fragment, the mention of Longgang Prison made Fu Chuan suspect he wasn't dead.
If he wasn't dead, he would definitely come looking for her third fake identity.
But he would never find it, because it was a fake identity. In the end, his only option would be to screen the people who entered and exited the Beluke Province Arcane Palace that day.
The identity of Xie Keli came with its own bad luck. Even if no flaws were found… Fu Chuan knew that many powerful figures in this world didn't need one hundred percent certainty to identify a suspect.
Better to kill the wrong person than to let one escape.
Human life was the cheapest organic resource.
So she needed to confirm some information from Liu Wuxiang.
"In the battle back then, the White Tower Lord was indeed killed. But it was later discovered that his mother's clan was of the Twin Body race. He might also possess his mother's clan's bloodline talent."
Fu Chuan was stunned. She thought of Flosius, the top student from West Jin Academy, who was a famous member of the Twin Body race. However, the Twin Body race was a branch of the human race, not considered a different species. While there weren't many Twin Body people living among the larger population, there were still quite a few, and most were powerful.
Fu Chuan knew about this race because she was already aware of them, and later, when she saw Flosius was from this race, she did more research.
The so-called Twin Body was a level above a mere clone. It meant two bodies, two hearts, and two souls, but a shared consciousness. It was like one person having two real bodies. This was actually the ultimate goal Fu Chuan aimed for after using the Devouring Scroll, but they had an advantage. Even if they merged, there would be no hidden dangers, no need for any contracts, agreements, or rules to maintain their existence. When merged, they were still the same person, and they also had special clan secret techniques.
It could be said they were one of the most superior special races among humans.
Fu Chuan estimated that she could only achieve such an effect after using a high-level Devouring Scroll.
She never expected the White Tower Lord to also be a Twin Body. In that case, there must be another White Tower Lord alive in this world.
"So his second self was also captured? And is being held in Longgang Prison?"
"Yes. This mission's main objective is related to him: to execute him."
If it was just an execution, why was it so complicated?
Fu Chuan had once speculated about the White Tower Lord's special identity, guessing he might be of royal blood. If his mother's clan was the Twin Body race, what about his father's?
She remembered that the Empire's royal bloodline seemed to be… the Undying Phoenix lineage of the Undead race.
If he was of the Undying Phoenix Imperial Clan, then at the White Tower Lord's cultivation level, the officials in Beluke Province probably couldn't kill him. Even a level 90 powerhouse would be helpless; special methods would be needed to eliminate him.
But it must have been because the Imperial Clan had issued the execution order that the people below dared to act.
It was also because of this execution order that TK and the evil organizations were getting anxious and starting to plan a rescue. The Lord himself was also trying to save himself.
This had led to the whole series of events.
In that case, this matter was indeed quite tricky. It was best for her not to go.
"Don't think about so many taboo things. A person might be happier knowing fewer secrets."
Liu Wuxiang interrupted Fu Chuan's train of thought. "If you go, remember to mind your own business. Just heal people, understand?"
His expression was somewhat aloof and cold.
"Such monumental matters won't fall on you."
Fu Chuan finished her meal, wiped her mouth, and asked, "Then will they fall on you, Teacher?"
"Whether they do or not doesn't change what I just said."
"It does have an impact."
Liu Wuxiang thought she would say something sweet and caring, like "I'm worried something will happen to Teacher," or "With Teacher here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Instead, the beautiful young woman stood up, collected the dishes, went to the counter to wash them, and with her back to him, offered a tactful suggestion: "It seems like salaries are due around that time. If you're not here, and what if you don't come back… What do you think, should you pay us in advance?"
Liu Wuxiang, who was pouring himself a cup of after-dinner tea to cleanse his palate, froze.
His sweet little padded jacket was on fire.
On the second floor of the flower shop, Fu Chuan emerged from the bathroom after a shower, wiping her hair. She noticed it was raining outside. Rain fell from the red-tiled eaves, forming a neat curtain along the edge of the balcony, hazily obscuring the green bamboo forest and sea of flowers opposite. The sound of rain tapped against the ground, the fence, the leaves, and the roof tiles, a ceaseless pitter-patter. A cool, refreshing scent of bamboo and wood drifted in with the wind through the window.
Fu Chuan suddenly remembered how, when she occasionally returned from long business trips, her best friend would always come over for a meal. Her parents would be in the kitchen, cheerfully cooking their favorite dishes, while the two of them would be sprawled on the sofa like useless lumps, watching the light rain outside. Once, her friend was massaging her neck and shoulders from behind, saw her looking outside, and leaned down to ask in a low voice if she liked rainy days.
What had she said back then?
"Rainy days make me happy."
"Doesn't that mean you like rainy days?"
"No, it's because when it rains, those who are away all come home. Especially you, my great doctor."
She had turned back and patted her head.
She had always felt more of a sisterly affection for this friend, probably because she was an only child and always wanted to be a good older sister.
But later she realized she hadn't been a good one after all.
She was so busy, with so many people to save every day. So many people across the country were waiting for her scalpel to save their loved ones.
But what about herself? She had left her aging parents to her friend.
She would surely take great care of them, perhaps even sacrificing her career.
And… in that world, would she even have a body?
She wondered if it was raining in that world right now.
Fu Chuan lowered her head, her fingers brushing over her eyelids. Then she walked to the balcony, placed her hands on the railing, and leaned over, watching the drizzling rain.
As she watched, she became lost in thought, and then… she snapped back to reality.
Because someone had walked out of the forest opposite her.
He stood at the entrance of the small path in the bamboo forest, holding a black umbrella, letting the drizzle fall around him, just looking at her.
Their eyes met.
The scene felt familiar.
It was also a bamboo forest, but that time, there had been a Bentley and a butler behind him.
That time, he was dressed in high-end fashion, suave and elegant, walking gracefully with an umbrella, and had politely asked her, "Miss Fu, hello, I am… could I ask you for a favor? You can name your price."
Fu Chuan suddenly confirmed his identity.
Looking at him, she thought: It was inevitable that he would find me, because I refused to give up this name. So, rationally, I should refuse to acknowledge him, but I also hoped he would come on his own.
If we acknowledge each other, maybe I can ask him how he got here, when he arrived, and if… if he knows anything about my family.
I can't make a mistake, so I hope others will.
She felt that she was both anxious and faintly despicable at this moment.
But… Jiang Yousi didn't come over. He seemed very hesitant.
Fu Chuan felt his hesitation was the same as hers. He probably needed time to make a choice.
Or maybe she should take that step herself?
She desperately wanted to know about her family.
Because of their mutual hesitation, time felt like a downpour.
Until… Fu Chuan saw Qin Liechuan appear at the end of the street, carrying a bag of hot pastries and milk tea.
He also froze for a moment, somewhat hesitant, and met Jiang Yousi's gaze for a short while.
But Jiang Yousi seemed to have made up his mind. He lowered his head, turned, and left with his umbrella.
Fu Chuan saw a hint of dejection in him.
She was lost in thought, pressing her fingers to her brow, trying to suppress a feeling of confusion that was mixed with a dawning understanding. Then she looked at the approaching Qin Liechuan.
"Am I interrupting?" Qin Liechuan asked.
Fu Chuan smiled. "Not at all. Is there something you need, Director Qin?"
He hadn't appeared for a long time, probably busy with work. For him to suddenly seek her out, it was most likely about work.
Qin Liechuan was indeed here to discuss business.
Fu Chuan asked him to wait a moment while she went downstairs.
Qin Liechuan stood outside, looking at the vibrant flowers outside the shop. He thought of the person on the second-floor balcony, wearing a loose, thin daisy-print dress, leaning over the railing with her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. She was like a lonely, quiet autumn pond in a river, filled with the splendid lotuses of spring and summer. When the wind blew, the garden was filled with color, all swaying.
And yet, she had looked at the handsome, melancholic young man with the umbrella with such a gentle and focused gaze.
Like a lingering promise to meet again after the rain subsides.
Creak. The door opened, and he saw Physician Fu, now wearing a jacket.
Calm, cautious, gentle, with a professional shell.
He mentioned the matter of Longgang Prison, asking about the information of the physicians at Sage Medical Hall so his side could screen the accompanying personnel.
"Physician Fu isn't going?"
"Yes, most likely not."
"That's for the best."
After Fu Chuan cooperated by transmitting the relevant information, she saw Qin Liechuan out. He was polite, and as he stood to leave, he pointed to the pastries and milk tea. His gaze lingered for a moment on Fu Chuan's half-dry, half-wet shoulder-length hair, resisting the presumptuous suggestion that his status didn't permit, like… offering to blow-dry her hair?
"I bought these on the way. A thank-you gift."
"You're too kind. Thank you."
After the door closed, Fu Chuan looked back at the pastries and milk tea, confirmed their flavors, and her expression became a little dazed.
She had taken Qin Minfeng's luck. Had she really inherited his romantic luck as well?
Just as Fu Chuan was agonizing over this, there was a strange noise outside the window. She turned, and a small bird flew in through the open window.
The bird spat out a small note and flew away.
Fu Chuan took the note. She guessed its origin and what it might contain. Because of this, she felt a little flustered, her fingers trembling slightly, but she finally opened it.
She saw a line of text on it.
Your family is safe. Your friend is taking very good care of them.
The weight in Fu Chuan's heart finally lifted, and she broke into the most relieved and relaxed smile she had worn since coming to this world, though her eyes were glistening with unshed tears.
Xie Keli's body quietly returned to the academy after leaving the Arcane Palace. Her good mood made her decide not to deal with her resources right away. Instead, she went to the living room and got a bottle of wine, just in time to see Fu Ye doing embroidery.
This person was strange. She liked painting and embroidery, both calming arts.
Fu Chuan rarely saw her cultivating diligently. She looked cold and powerful, but she wasn't. Inwardly, she was more low-key and reclusive, disliked killing, and even seemed to have a hint of fear towards it.
She vaguely felt that this person didn't like interacting with people and hated noise the most.
So Fu Chuan also tried her best not to disturb her.
"You're back." Fu Ye took the initiative to greet her, sizing her up. She noticed the faint scent of blood on him and knew he must have encountered considerable danger during this time.
"Yeah, I might have to stay home for a while."
Fu Chuan had intended to drink, but she saw the other person get up to go back to her room and felt puzzled.
Wasn't the embroidery finished yet?
She casually made a cup of egg milk and placed it on the counter for her to drink. She was about to take the wine bottle back to the cultivation room, but then she remembered that the news of her being in the dungeon was already out. Now that she was back… and this person was cooped up at home every day, wouldn't she feel uncomfortable?
Fu Chuan had heard her father talk a lot about how hard her mother's pregnancy was, telling her that if she ever got married, she must choose someone considerate and attentive to every detail.
Her father would never have imagined that his daughter, in another world… had become the one who needed to be attentive to every detail.
Sigh.
Fu Ye drank the egg milk, thinking that she didn't know where this folk remedy came from, but it was quite tasty. She drank half of it.
"Want to go for a walk?"
Fu Ye put down the cup, looking puzzled.
Fu Chuan sighed. "I'm still capable of being this professional."
Indeed, this person was a professional.
Fu Ye twirled the cup in her fingers, seeming to hesitate, but in the end, she smiled. Her stunningly beautiful face revealed a three or four-tenths smile, with the rest constrained by politeness and elegance.
"Okay."
After they went out, some students saw the two of them strolling through the gardens. Some female students even smiled, greeted them, and offered their blessings, then excitedly posted about it on the campus network.
The popularity of the post directly surpassed the results of the four academies' recent assessments.
At least from the photo of their backs walking together… it looked quite beautiful.
Some of the outstanding students from the four academies who had been working their butts off for three months to make a name for themselves and bring honor to their families were frustrated by this: "What the hell? My desperate efforts in the exam are less popular than a couple taking a stroll in a garden? It's not like it's a picture of them kissing or something. What's going on!"
"Could it be that this Xie Keli did it on purpose? He missed the assessment and didn't make the trending topics, so he's using Miss Fu to get attention and hijack the trending list?"
"That dog!"
Tom had worked hard to get second place, but before he could even make the trending list, he was pushed down. He was furious.
At Beluke University, Fu Qiang stared at the photo for a long time, then lit a cigarette and smiled quietly.
Many people had intelligence on Xie Keli.
A spy from the Economic Department put the photo on the screen, saying awkwardly, "Minister, do we need to track this person's marital life in the future? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Xiao Lun: "…"
Do you even need to track it? You can find it online. The photo you took isn't even as good as the one that female student took.
It had to be said, the beautiful scenery of the garden was indeed good for one's physical and mental health.
Fu Ye even felt that some of the discomfort from her pregnancy had eased. She glanced at the person beside her, thinking to herself that this person always had three or four layers of thought behind everything they did, a mix of truth and falsehood, making them hard to read.
But if he ever had a real family of his own, he would surely be a good husband and father.
Just then, Zhao Ranxue and another person walked towards them, seemingly discussing something.
They turned their heads at the sound.
Zhao Ranxue nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Wei Mingtang's gaze fell on Fu Ye's hand resting on Xie Keli's arm. Her expression was slightly strange. She also gave a cool nod, then said to Zhao Ranxue, "For now, I don't need to team up for a dungeon. If I do, I'll consider you."
"Okay." Zhao Ranxue agreed and left, while Wei Mingtang also returned to her dormitory building.
Fu Ye said, "In this assessment, Zhao Ranxue is still first, but Wei Mingtang is fourth. She has already entered Class S ahead of schedule. Based on her current improvement curve, if nothing unexpected happens, she will become number one in the next phase."
"However, I think there will be an unexpected event."
Fu Chuan wasn't surprised, but after hearing Fu Ye's words, before she could react, her arm was pulled. The latter gestured for them to go back.
Fu Chuan: "?"
Fu Ye: "I think you are that unexpected event. Therefore, your time is very precious."
"This is enough."
In the cultivation room, Fu Chuan looked at the resources laid out before her. She picked up the Desperate Strategist Badge and looked at its attributes.
Soul Armor +50%.
All Attributes +500,000.
Skills.
1: The Strategist's Three-Second Breath can be used for one fatal defense. A fatal blow exceeding the user's armor defense limit by up to 50% will be nullified, granting three seconds of absolute defense. Cooldown: 24 hours.
2: The Strategist's calculation and meditation speed is permanently increased by 50%. Element summoning speed is permanently increased by 30%.
Awesome!
The most terrifying parts were the Three-Second Breath and the +50% Soul Armor!
It completely compensated for Fu Chuan's weaknesses.
Too powerful.
But one could imagine how terrifying the Divine Scions and Divine Ladies, who had long possessed such badges and even more and stronger ones, would be.
Fu Chuan immediately bound it and began preparing to order the gene fluid to use the insect-type Dragon Armor Sting King's gene blood. In addition, she also had to prepare to comprehend the Thousand Birds Return to River arcane book. What she had before was an arcane stone; now it was a book with more content, so the Thousand Birds she learned would be stronger than before.
"If the damage of each bird in the previous Thousand Birds was 1, then the damage of this version should be 10. But the premise is that I have to learn it first. If I integrate the infinite flow…"
Fu Chuan felt that the arrangements for Xie Keli's side were almost complete. Once this body's strengthening was done, it would be Fu Chuan's turn.
"Longgang Prison at the end of October, but the time I'm waiting for is the end of September."
"Whether to get involved or not, whether I'll be implicated, will depend on the end of September."
Two months later, August 29th.
The third round of the academy's assessment was about to begin.
Wei Mingtang completed the transaction with Fu Chuan in a private room in the school library.
This time, she bought ten Lesser Heavenly Books.
The more one rises, the more their wealth index increases, and their resources will explode, leading to a crazy growth curve.
Fu Chuan had earned a lot of money from her, and of course, from Shen Qixi, who was Fu Chuan's long-predestined second alchemy product client.
"After the assessment, I'm going out to do a dungeon. Are you free?" Wei Mingtang paid, took the items, and got straight to her other purpose.
"Sorry, I have other arrangements."
Wei Mingtang didn't seem disappointed and left directly. As she went out, she saw Shen Qixi approaching.
The young girl seemed to have grown taller, her exquisite and cool beauty beginning to show its splendor. She had already entered Class A during the last assessment period.
According to the investigations of some people from the four academies, under the premise of not knowing the situation of people like Xie Keli and Jiang Yousi, her growth rate was second only to Wei Mingtang's.
Everyone in the library couldn't help but look at the two of them, but they just brushed past each other.
Wei Mingtang knew that she wasn't the only client this "husband Xie" was developing, and there would be more in the future.
But there would be no fixed relationship.
Only benefits could move him and make one the most stable accomplice by his side.
After all, for the sake of benefits, the man was even willing to be a father…
"It seems I was wrong not to make an offer just now."
Wei Mingtang sighed slightly, feeling a little regretful.
Inside the private room, Fu Chuan touched her nose, suspecting someone was cursing her.
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