[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful":3,"chapter-even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-chapter-858":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Even a Gentleman Must Be Careful",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2269478,4429,"Chapter 858: Two Hundred and Five, a New Meal Gathering","even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-chapter-858",858,"\u003Cp>Two hundred and five, a new meal gathering\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, as per tradition, every time Wu Cui returned, she would bring Ouyang some messages from Chen Jiaxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong’s intuition was indeed correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Cui returned late tonight, but she made it back to the kitchen before midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Aliang, sorry I’m late tonight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she stepped in, she said with an apologetic expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong, the night kitchen supervisor, waved his hand lightly, signaling it was no issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, as per tradition, every time Wu Cui returned, she would bring Ouyang some messages from Chen Jiaxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong’s intuition was indeed correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Cui returned late tonight, but she made it back to the kitchen before midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Aliang, sorry I’m late tonight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she stepped in, she said with an apologetic expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong, the night kitchen supervisor, waved his hand lightly, signaling it was no issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, as per tradition, every time Wu Cui returned, she would bring Ouyang some messages from Chen Jiaxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong’s intuition was indeed correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Cui returned late tonight, but she made it back to the kitchen before midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Aliang, sorry I’m late tonight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she stepped in, she said with an apologetic expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Rong, the night kitchen supervisor, waved his hand lightly, signaling it was no issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As evening approached, officials who had worked all day in the imperial city were gradually finishing their shifts and leaving in small groups through Yingtian Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three Provinces and Six Ministries were all located within Ziwéi City, but not inside the palace proper, since several citadels separated them from the inner imperial palace; the entire imperial city was divided into inner and outer sections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cinnabar-red walls and golden glazed tiles reflected each other, together forming Ziwéi City’s noble, solemn, and flourishing imperial aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Shanglong stood atop the towering city wall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nan Gong Yue was tired; she leaned back in a soft chair and fell into a deep sleep, and Ling Bingche, eyes filled with pity, picked her up and carried her back to her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night had fallen, and the tourists who had come to watch the sunset had all departed; the entire beach was empty, save for the sound of the tides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Si Tu Bingqian had wanted to make Li Mu look bad at her birthday banquet because she saw him standing by, doing nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang You shook his head and jumped out of the cockpit; Li Shuizha was no bad person, just a bit addled—in other words, if his mind was like that, how could he possibly be evil?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle seemed to end and shift to another front; Sister Zhan Yijia was absent, and half an incense stick later, she was found amid the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mo Xiao! Stop prying into others’ affairs,” Ling Bingche couldn’t help interrupting him before he could ask more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sunset was perfect, the breeze gentle; the two young people walked hand in hand down the street, as if the world around them had nothing to do with them. Nan Gong Yue looked up at him, her heart warm—with him there, she felt utterly safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cliff wall, three steps forward, each step three meters; before him, the river flowed backward, water droplets splashing, clear, frost-white, pale in hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared in disbelief at the black-robed man—the one who had silenced the Zhao family patriarch so completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the arena, Tang Shuang saw that the fat fairy child held only one hammer and quickly searched, spotting his other golden hammer moving high above, ready to strike Geng Li’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning here again, nothing had changed, except that the lingering poisonous mists, once aggressive, now drifted quietly around, slowly shifting shapes, utterly stable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the three men’s gazes fixed on her, she instantly felt the urge to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, what’s at the bottom of that well? I saw your expression when you looked down then—I know there’s some huge secret here. Tell me what it is,” Shi Kai recalled the look on Ye Yangzi’s face when he stared into the well, and now heard the man’s solemn tone—he knew something immense lay hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this intimate posture, Su Wan niang easily felt his awakening desire pressing firmly against her lower body, making her blush and heart race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Li’s father hand Li Ziyue over to Yin Shang and speak at length, Bai Qian’s tears flowed without her realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another ten days passed; both Holy Kings were covered in wounds, their qi reduced to its lowest point. Yet even so, they still paralyzed the surrounding Tianxin cultivators, who dared not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wan niang looked at the iron cleaver on the bed and couldn’t help feeling intense envy and resentment—it looked like it had lost thirty pounds since last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Chen Luo and the others had fought fiercely here, they hadn’t disturbed the Nan Yin Sect disciples in the spirit herb chamber or weapon chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you see what the other person looked like?” Tan Jingtian clenched his fists, knuckles cracking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” Li Ziyue winked at Bai Qian and pulled her hand, sitting beside her on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who killed him, or why he was killed. Though many speculated, no one could determine who had murdered Fan Lao Da, nor did any faction claim responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Qi said nothing but sat down on the stone steps outside the gate, facing the scarecrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft, looks like they’re all just as dumb. Tonight, sister’s treating you to dinner.” Le Le yawned lazily; her tone didn’t sound nearly as excited as I’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>",939,"2026-06-19T21:28:29.248Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8fd8b24418019b65b54062c5927c047e9563c1bbd23ea4e73ee07d66c5862827","even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-chapter-859","even-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-chapter-857",864,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Feven-a-gentleman-must-be-careful-cover.jpg"]