Chapter 563: The Dragon City Lord Visits

"Ying, what did you have Ashu do?"

Ashu hadn't retired long ago? Ashu smiled, "Goddess, don't be nervous. It's like this: Ying sent me to inquire about the Baiqi Tribe."

Baiqi Tribe.

Nan Qinghuan hurriedly looked at Ying, "What's the matter, any news?"

The three gathered around the child, talking. Ashu, seeing Nan Qinghuan so tense, said, "Goddess, don't be nervous; it's not that frightening. It's like this: since learning of Duofa's death, the Baiqi Tribe has not chosen a new leader. The former Duopula continues as leader, but …"

"But what?"

Ashu paused briefly and hurriedly said, "I heard that in recent days Duopula went to Dragon City, met the City Lord there, and presented women from their tribe along with many cattle and sheep."

Hearing this, Ying was still a bit wary. Could Duopula still be trying to win over the Dragon City Lord to cause trouble for them? "Did the Dragon City Lord accept?"

"He accepted, not only accepted, but also sent an Olive Branch; it seems they have formed an alliance."

Ashu originally didn't handle these matters, but since Ying sent him to investigate, he had to dispatch someone; now, even in the heavy rain, he came to inform him of the news.

He wanted to hear Ying's thoughts.

Ying and Nan Qinghuan exchanged a glance; Nan Qinghuan thought for a moment, "It's fine. Our Great Wall is also nearing completion, and the Beacon Tower is under construction. Whatever happens, we're preparing for the worst."

It's a heavy topic: we must go to war!

She doesn't want war, but sometimes it's unavoidable.

Ying thought for a moment and nodded, "Qinghuan is right; we're ready. When can we harvest the rice?"

"Almost ready. Today I caught this fish right from the rice field; soon we'll be able to reap."

"Alright, I understand."

Ashu was about to say something when anxious footsteps sounded outside, and immediately, the tall Rongdi slipped in from the courtyard.

"Ying."

Rongdi arrived, and Nan Qinghuan, realizing something was afoot, hurriedly led the child into the house, waiting for them to speak outside.

The heavy rain outside continued, and Nan Qinghuan, with the child, gradually fell into a fragrant dream.

In the dream she saw many modern things, and also dreamed… in the living room, Ying personally poured tea for both of them, "Taste it, it's the new tea made this year; drink it first, no rush."

Ying handed Rongdi a cup of tea, but Rongdi was hot‑tempered; at this moment he didn't want any tea.

"Hey, no time to drink; I just received word from Lone Wolf that the Dragon City Lord has already arrived outside our city."

What? Ashu grew a bit nervous; how could he just show up like that?

"How many people does he have?"

Ying sipped the tea calmly; he had long ago transformed from a wild man into a successful manager, shedding his impatience, and asked Rongdi lightly.

Rongdi, being hot‑tempered, said, "I really admire that you can still drink tea. He isn't bringing many people; Lone Wolf said he won't dare fly too low. Looking over, it seems over a hundred people are heading toward us, coming to find us. What should we do? Should we attack outright?"

"No rush."

Ying set down the cup, "If it's just over a hundred, they probably aren't here to cause trouble; let's see what they want."

"You mean we should receive them?"

Ying stood up, looking at the rainy outdoors; he knew his current strength well—industry, agriculture, and even swords were already prepared.

He feared nothing.

"Of course we should receive them. Dragon City is reputedly prosperous; last time I told Qinghuan that when we have time we should visit, see its development; it might benefit our own growth."

Rongdi thought his plan was risky.

"But Ying, haven't you considered that he might be coming to attack us under the pretense of an alliance?"

"Isn't that great? Lure them all in and kill them; who would dare act then?"

Hearing this, Rongdi thought Ying made sense; why hadn't he thought of it? Indeed, Ying had become much smarter.

In the past they would start fighting at the slightest disagreement; they never thought so much.

"Ying is right, Rongdi; I think we can do it this way."

Ashu thought it was doable; whether they come or not, they have a choice!

"Alright, I know what to do now."

Rongdi prepared to make arrangements; if the Dragon City Lord comes to see them, they'll proceed just like that.

"That's it then, how far has the Great Wall been built?"

Here, Ying was asking about the Great Wall's construction; it was the most rewarding thing he'd ever done, and certainly the most arduous and grueling.

Because encircling the entire city requires vast experience and money, and many people died halfway.

He longed to finish the Great Wall quickly, but it wasn't that easy; rain halted work, and some sections collapsed and had to be rebuilt.

Thus progress was slow.

Dusk hung low; when Nan Qinghuan awoke, the heavy rain outside had ceased. The ancient weather was odd—torrential rain by day, and at night the moon shone brightly with stars filling the sky.

Very beautiful.

"Qinghuan."

When Nan Qinghuan got up, she heard Axi's voice from outside; the child was still asleep, so she carefully stepped out and opened the door.

"Axi, why are you here?"

"Qinghuan, Ying sent me to tell you to attend the evening banquet."

"What banquet?"

"Don't you know? The Dragon City Lord has arrived; Ying asked us to receive them. That Lord wants to meet you. Go quickly; I'll take the child. A Mu and the ancestors will be here shortly."

Hearing that the Dragon City Lord had arrived, Nan Qinghuan's heart gave a sudden thump; what could he be doing now? She had heard this Lord was very powerful but would kill on a whim, seeming like an old man.

"Oh, don't overthink it, go quickly; I'll take the child."

Thus, urged by Axi, Nan Qinghuan hurriedly changed her clothes.

This time she wore a white long dress, which made her look very noble and graceful.

Qinghuan, you look really beautiful in a skirt.

Axi envied her figure; it was truly wonderful. Look at her—since she gave birth to the child, Dashan hasn't touched her, because she is very fat.

Very fat.

This made her a bit insecure—perhaps Dashan no longer likes her. She used to think being chubby was great, but now that life has improved, she thinks Qinghuan looks even better.

Male Qinghuan smiled, "Silly girl, you're also very beautiful. When I have time, I'll make you one—do you want it?"

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