The Demon Lords

Chapter 1048: Chapter 251: Wine, Sword, Dragon, Tiger (Part 2)

This involves a question of life’s integrity. It’s not a matter of achieving seventy or eighty percent and still making do. Here, not the slightest deviation is permissible. Strength is strength, but the initial embrace provided by A Ming in terms of life’s integrity cannot even compare to an earthworm.

However, when receiving the vampire’s initial embrace, the damaged body can regenerate, so Lord Zheng does not feel he is deceiving Zhao Cheng. At worst, he’ll let him choose in the future.

"Master, do you wish to stay here or leave?" Zhao Cheng asked cautiously.

"Arrange for my departure," Zheng Fan said.

Actually, the channels with the Fan family are also available to me, but if I take Zhao Cheng’s route, it would be more convenient. He could use the pretense of procuring for the princess, allowing me to leave and return more conveniently in the future.

"Yes, master, I’ll arrange it for you right away."

Ultimately,

Lord Zheng left the royal estate with a procurement team heading to Zhou County. Actually, this place doesn’t lack supplies, but everything provided for the princess must be the freshest, so there are people sent to procure from Zhou County twice daily, morning and evening.

In Zhou County, Zheng Fan left the caravan and entered an inn, which was secretly a Fan family property and a point of contact for them.

After knocking and entering, he exchanged a secret signal with the innkeeper, and Zheng Fan was arranged into a superior room, while the innkeeper saluted and withdrew.

Zheng Fan instructed a waiter to draw a bath, bathed, dried himself, and had just changed when A Ming returned with the absent-minded and the unhappy.

"Phew... my lord, you scared me to death."

A Ming was genuinely scared. Originally, everyone was supposed to move together from Xiayong County to Zhou County, but they were intercepted by the Blue Luan army halfway.

Lord Zheng had no choice but to adopt the overbearing demeanor script,

while A Ming took on the heroic script with the absent-minded and the unhappy,

seemingly suggesting their quick action and mid-way escape back.

Siniang had already separated upon leaving Xiayong to find Xue Three for new plans.

"It’s all right now, I’m back." Zheng Fan smiled, then waved his hand and said, "Everyone is tired, let’s rest first."

"Yes, my lord."

"Yes, Lord Zheng."

That night, Lord Zheng did not sleep well. It wasn’t because of visiting the royal estate or meeting the princess, but because being away from the Fan family’s large bed severely affected his sleep quality.

The transition from luxury to frugality is hard;

in a daze, he slept and woke, drank some water, slept again, repeated several times, until dawn finally broke.

Zhou County is a small town, though small, it has all necessary functions, a place not worthy of much notice even during wars.

However, due to the grand wedding, all the carriage and horse teams from Ing Capital City to the royal estate stop here, temporarily bringing rare bustling activity to this little town.

Zheng Fan did not rush to breakfast; after freshening up, he opened the window, leaning against it to observe the street below.

After watching for a while,

just as Lord Zheng was about to retreat, light up a cigarette and find breakfast, he unexpectedly saw a man carrying a sword.

The man walked with a limp, with his sword strapped on his back, a bag in one hand, and a large pancake in the other, eating as he moved.

Perhaps sensing Zheng Fan’s gaze, the man stopped.

Being someone who practiced martial arts, Lord Zheng naturally understood that the stronger one was, the more sensitive they would be to external perceptions. Staring deliberately like this easily attracted attention.

But Lord Zheng did not evade, maintaining his position by the window, observing the swordsman.

The swordsman raised his head, searched, finding Lord Zheng by the window.

First, he furrowed his brow,

then showed confusion,

but finally,

Mr. Chen smiled broadly.

...

An unexpected encounter in a foreign land, joyous occasion;

After informing A Ming, Lord Zheng went downstairs. With Mr. Chen, he felt confident about his safety.

After all, Mr. Chen’s character spoke for itself.

Mr. Chen was waiting at the inn’s entrance, and seeing Zheng Fan come out, his smile widened.

Zheng Fan walked over, giving Mr. Chen’s shoulder a light punch, and said:

"You’re smiling way too much."

"Master Yao said I should smile more, especially at joyous events. He said if a person becomes as cold as a sword, it’s the sword controlling the person, not the other way around."

"Sounds reasonable, but that old talker has a way with words. He could turn any season, silk worm, or fish into a convincing essay."

"Is Master Yao here too?"

Mr. Chen shook his head, saying, "Master Yao is the governor of the three borders now, he isn’t here. I’m escorting someone else sent by him to deliver a gift."

"Oh, official business then?"

"Not really, just running an errand for Master Yao. The gift is merely a poem. The princess of Chu, who is about to marry, once nominally studied under Master Yao, so it’s only proper for the master to make a gesture."

"Hmm."

Yao Zizhan is known as the Literary Sage of Qian State, always fond of traveling, with vast friendships. Across the four great states, his acquaintances are innumerable.