Chapter 664

Clang, clang, clang. The peddler put down his cart and stood at the factory gate, looking at Shi Shi Gongxing's corpse.

The strange beasts stood to the side, not daring to speak. The peddler asked: "Did he die on his own territory?"

The roe deer, who had discovered the corpse first, didn't know how to answer: "Master Peddler, we just saw the corpse here. We don't know where he died."

The peddler asked again: "Had he been anywhere else before?"

The roe deer replied: "He had, but we don't know where he went."

"Who knows?"

The group of strange beasts looked at each other, and finally, they all looked at a woman who resembled a sheep.

This woman was smart, beautiful, and understood some craftsmanship, and was deeply favored by Shi Shi Gongxing. According to the strange beasts, they studied craftsmanship together on the machine tools during the day, and studied craftsmanship together in bed at night.

The sheep-woman was terrified, her eyes red as she said: "Master Shi left with a man named He Jiaqin. Before he left, he told me he was going to the Soda Kiln."

He Jiaqin?

"This matter really needs to be investigated clearly." The peddler pushed his cart away.

If Shi Shi Gongxing had died at the Soda Kiln, the peddler shouldn't interfere; the Soda Kiln was no longer Shi Shi Gongxing's territory.

If Shi Shi Gongxing had died at the hands of Feng Daiku, the peddler shouldn't interfere even more; Feng Daiku did not yet have cultivation above the clouds.

But if Shi Shi Gongxing had died on this piece of New Land, and was killed by a cultivator above the clouds, the peddler could not tolerate this.

Bitter Vegetable Village, White Food Hall. He Jiaqin sat by the wall, swallowing rice. The bowl was eaten clean, not a bit wasted.

The person serving the rice, wearing a bright red padded jacket and smeared with rouge, couldn't be distinguished as an older sister or an older brother, shouted at He Jiaqin: "Do you want more? If you're not full, I can serve you another bowl."

He Jiaqin nodded and added another bowl of rice. He Jiaqin recognized this person serving the rice; he used to be a middle-aged man who gave little rice and always liked to mix in sand. Now, for some reason, his temperament had changed, and his appearance had also changed quite a bit.

Just as he finished his meal, He Jiaqin heard the sound of a rattle-drum from afar.

The peddler had come!

There were some things He Jiaqin happened to want to talk to the peddler about, but just as he was about to walk out of the White Food Hall, a woman in coarse cloth clothes blocked the entrance.

Mother Bitter had come.

"Senior." He Jiaqin bowed deeply.

Everyone in the White Food Hall hurriedly paid their respects.

Mother Bitter waved her hand, and the others retreated, leaving only He Jiaqin in the room.

Mother Bitter asked He Jiaqin: "What are you doing coming to me?"

He Jiaqin lowered his head and said: "Avoiding disaster."

"Whose disaster are you avoiding?"

"Avoiding our Dao Sect's Grandmaster. He has been targeting me recently."

Mother Bitter asked: "Are you talking about Xiao Xiao Qianshou? Aren't you avoiding the peddler?"

He Jiaqin didn't understand: "Why would I avoid the peddler?"

Mother Bitter looked outside the door: "I think the peddler is coming specifically for you. You must not come out of this room."

After saying this, Mother Bitter waved her hand, and an invisible barrier sealed the gate of the White Food Hall.

Mother Bitter walked outside the White Food Hall and looked at the peddler pushing his cart and hawking his wares.

The peddler rarely came to Bitter Vegetable Village, so the villagers found it strange, and quite a few people went to buy things from him.

Mother Bitter walked up to the cart and asked: "Do you have any rattle-candy for sale?"

The peddler laughed: "I have rattle-drums, I have medicinal candy, how could there be any rattle-candy?"

Mother Bitter asked again: "Do you have any face-washing pots for sale?"

The peddler shook his head: "I have washbasins, I have kettles, how could there be any face-washing pots? Don't joke around."

Mother Bitter laughed: "I see you haven't done much honest business in your days. Rattle-candy and face-washing pots are rare items, and I can't buy a single one from you. Tell me, what business do you have with me?"

The peddler shook his head: "No business, just looking for someone."

"Looking for whom?"

"He Jiaqin."

"What business do you have with him?"

"Shi Shi Gongxing is dead, and his corpse is on his own territory."

Mother Bitter was surprised: "You care about this too?"

The peddler asked in return: "Why shouldn't I care?"

Mother Bitter sat down on a stone by the roadside: "Shi Shi Gongxing gave the territory left to him by Old Train to Feng Daiku, and he got himself a piece of New Land as his territory. By rights, he is no longer the local deity of the proper land. Do you still care whether he lives or dies?"

The peddler took a stool off his cart and sat down too: "I don't know where this news came from. There are always people saying I only care about the local deities of the proper land,

but as long as it's in Puluo Prefecture, I care about everything I should care about. Killing a local deity on his territory while above the clouds—this is something I absolutely cannot tolerate."

He Jiaqin listened from inside the room, terrified.

Shi Shi Gongxing was dead; this was within his expectations.

At the Soda Kiln, He Jiaqin had felt Xiao Xiao Qianshou following him, so he deliberately let Shi Shi Gongxing take a step ahead. Shi Shi Gongxing had likely died at Xiao Xiao Qianshou's hands.

But that Shi Shi Gongxing's corpse appeared on his own territory made He Jiaqin somewhat surprised.

Could it be that Xiao Xiao Qianshou waited until they reached the New Land before making his move?

Now that the peddler wanted to pin Shi Shi Gongxing's death on He Jiaqin, He Jiaqin had to defend himself no matter what.

But just as he was about to go out, the barrier outside the door flashed violently. He Jiaqin felt a sharp pain as if he were being hacked by knives and axes, feeling as if a layer of skin had been peeled off his body.

This was the power of the barrier.

Let alone walking out the front gate, even if he had mastered the traveling cultivator's "unimpeded passage," he wouldn't be able to get out of the White Food Hall. Mother Bitter's barrier was not something He Jiaqin could break.

Mother Bitter looked at the peddler: "In the past, local deities of the New Land have died on their own territory, and you never cared!"

The peddler shook his head: "It's that I didn't manage it clearly, but you can't say I didn't care."

On this point, He Jiaqin was also clear. Some matters regarding local deities of the New Land were indeed difficult to manage, because many of them were lackeys of the Inner Prefecture.

Mother Bitter looked at the peddler: "When can you write down all those rules of yours one by one and post a notice so we can see clearly? Don't always let people who don't understand the rules cause you trouble and make a mess!"

The peddler nodded: "That is indeed my fault. Please trouble yourself to call He Jiaqin over; I have two questions for him."

"No!" Mother Bitter shook her head, "He came to my Bitter Vegetable Village to enter my Dao Sect, and is currently undergoing my examination. He cannot leave the White Food Hall for even a step."

The peddler laughed: "That's fine, then I'll go into the White Food Hall and ask him."

Mother Bitter also laughed: "Once you enter the White Food Hall, you'll become a disciple of my Bitter Cultivation Sect. By then, you'll have to call me Grandmaster!"

"Entering the White Food Hall makes me your Dao Sect disciple?" The peddler frowned, "What kind of rule is that?"

Mother Bitter was surprised: "This is a rule I set. Don't you know?"

The peddler's gaze froze, carrying a hint of chill.

Mother Bitter stood up and brushed the dust off her body: "Don't forget this is Bitter Vegetable Village, this is my territory. If you make a move against me, does that count as breaking your own rules?"

When she said this, Mother Bitter didn't have much confidence in her heart.

Whether the peddler's cultivation was above the clouds or not, whether it counted as breaking the rules depended on whether the peddler himself acknowledged it.

The peddler put away his small stool. Just as he stood up, the ground beneath his feet turned into rolling flames. Several rocks around him were quickly melted,

slowly flowing beneath the peddler's feet.

The onlookers among the bitter cultivators ran to the rooftops as fast as they could to wait, and even He Jiaqin in the White Food Hall climbed onto the roof beams.

This fire was aimed at the peddler. He Jiaqin was only caught in the aftermath, yet he suffered quite a bit, first his hair smoking, then his skin scorching. Even using all his techniques, it was difficult to resist.

The peddler stood quietly amidst the raging flames. He first put the small stool onto his cart, then lifted his foot and looked at the soles of his shoes. "Not bad, these are new shoes, didn't let you burn them." The peddler nodded with satisfaction.

Mother Bitter was a bit nervous. A lot of effort had been put into this fire, yet not even a scar was left on the soles of the peddler's shoes.

"It seems we really have to have a fight today." Mother Bitter let the raging flames wrap around her body, her situation exactly the same as the peddler's.

"Fight what? You're right, this is your territory," the peddler laughed, "Please trouble yourself to tell He Jiaqin that once he's finished his cultivation here, he can come out and chat with me about Shi Shi Gongxing's matter."

Clang, clang, clang. The peddler shook his rattle-drum, stepped on the raging flames, and pushed his cart away.

The cart wasn't broken, and the peddler wasn't injured. Walking on the melted rock, he didn't even leave a footprint.

As he left, Mother Bitter let out a long breath and withdrew all the flames. The surrounding grass and trees had turned to ash, and the rocks had melted and then solidified, turning into stone cakes. What He Jiaqin couldn't understand was that the surrounding buildings hadn't been damaged.

Watching the peddler walk out of Bitter Vegetable Village, Mother Bitter felt relieved, but He Jiaqin was anxious.

He had come to Bitter Vegetable Village to avoid Xiao Xiao Qianshou, not to avoid the peddler.

Now, without giving the peddler an explanation, it was equivalent to him taking the blame for Shi Shi Gongxing's matter upon himself.

Why couldn't he explain clearly something that could have been explained simply?

Why?

A smile appeared on Mother Bitter's face as she returned to the White Food Hall: "Let's continue talking about Old Xiao Xiao Qian's matter. Is there still room for reconciliation between you two?"

Looking at Mother Bitter's smile, He Jiaqin wiped the scorch marks off his face, lowered his head, and let out a long sigh. He knew why she hadn't let him explain clearly.

Mother Bitter had long wanted to make He Jiaqin and the peddler enemies.

He Jiaqin didn't dare to fall out with Mother Bitter, and now it was likely too late to go find the peddler.

Forget it, let's talk about Xiao Xiao Qianshou first.

"Senior, there really is no room for reconciliation between Xiao Xiao Qianshou and me."

Mother Bitter thought for a moment: "Then find an opportunity to dispose of this matter completely."

"But if he is completely disposed of..."

He Jiaqin didn't know how to continue.

If Xiao Xiao Qianshou died, Shi Shi Gongxing's matter would be impossible to explain clearly!

The Luo family's five sisters trained Juanzi, Gong Ziming trained the two "Innocents," and the Imperial Prince and Empress were looking more and more the part. Li Li Banfeng prepared to pave the way and build momentum for this mother and daughter.

Currently, apart from Li Qi's group and the Luo family's five sisters, no one believed Juanzi was the legitimate royal heir of the Great Shang. To build up the momentum,

the foundation must be firmly established.

The key was, where should this foundation be established?

Li Li Banfeng had thought about it: first return to Green Water City to print newspapers and proclaim everywhere that the legitimate Inner Prefecture royal heir had been found.

Printing newspapers was simple; Li Li Banfeng had a newspaper office. But just doing that, how much persuasive power would it have?

Green Water City was far from the Inner Prefecture. Making a big splash in Green Water City, how much influence could it have on the Inner Prefecture?

The foundation couldn't be placed in Green Water City; it had to be established in Three-Fork Junction, right at the doorstep of the Inner Prefecture, to pierce into the heart of the Inner Prefecture.

To stabilize Three-Fork Junction, he first had to stabilize the Underground City. He had to hold the Underground City firmly in his hands and not let Master Kong Fang take it back again.

Li Li Banfeng arrived at the Green Garden Building and found the foreman, Nie Nie Congyang, to ask about the rent collection situation.

Nie Nie Congyang had indeed followed the original rules: rent was waived for the current month, and rent would be halved thereafter.

This matter was handled well. Li Li Banfeng nodded: "You've kept your position as foreman. Now, have everyone in the building leave, block the surrounding streets, and without my orders, no one is allowed in."

Nie Nie Congyang hurriedly led his people away from the Green Garden and blocked the surrounding streets.

Li Li Banfeng shouted angrily: "Mad Cultivation Technique, Rivers of Blood!"

Li Banfeng Zi shook his head and said: "There is no one else here, why speak of rivers of blood?"

Li Banfeng Yi looked down on Li Banfeng Zi: "Can't you speak properly? He just wants us to bring out more brothers."

Before long, over a hundred shadows emerged from all over the room. Some shadows knew a few techniques, some had good skills, and some were useless, just there to fill the numbers.

Filling the numbers was enough.

Li Li Banfeng let the shadows stay in the building for a while, then brought them all back to the Leaving Suishenju.

These shadows had entered the Green Garden Building, and all of them had left marks in their bodies.

In the Leaving Suishenju, Li Li Banfeng used the "Pillow High and Worry-Free" technique, exerting his strength to make the shadows spit out the copper coins in their bodies.

These copper coins were good things. The lady hurriedly collected them, saying they would be useful later: "A hundred or so is quite a lot, but if there were more, and we let Did Honglian forge a weapon, or make a magic treasure, that would be even better."

"Rest assured, my lady, there's plenty of this stuff."

Li Li Banfeng took the shadows out again, and before long, brought them back.

"Husband is great! I'll serve you well in a moment!"

Li Li Banfeng asked: "My lady, what exactly is good about these copper coins?"

"Blood!" the phonograph replied, "Very rare blood!"

Beneath the sea, there was a residence, and in the residence, there was a three-story building.

Master Kong Fang was in the bedroom on the second floor of the building, healing his wounds while casting copper coins.

The main ingredients for these copper coins were two things: copper and his blood.

After the battle with Huang Huang Yuxian, too many copper coins had been lost, and some had to be replenished.

But this was a very contradictory matter. Master Kong Fang already had wounds, and if he replenished the copper coins, it meant losing more blood, which was detrimental to his healing.

After weighing the pros and cons, Master Kong Fang decided to sacrifice a portion of his blood to replenish three hundred copper coins first. He had finally cast over two hundred, only to find that these two hundred-plus copper coins had vanished in the blink of an eye.

Who did this?

Master Kong Fang sensed a copper coin for a long time before he learned that someone had entered the Green Garden Building.

It was Li Qi again!

"What a young man!" Master Kong Fang sighed from the bottom of his heart, "This person is truly shameless!"

Master Kong Fang temporarily cut off the connection with the Green Garden Building; otherwise, no matter how many copper coins he had, it wouldn't be enough to compensate.

Li Li Banfeng used "Pillow High and Worry-Free" for the third time in the Green Garden Building, only getting twenty-plus copper coins, and felt that the situation wasn't quite right.

The phonograph said: "Husband, take me out to have a look. There might be some trick here."

Li Li Banfeng picked up the phonograph, and the phonograph brought along the puppet Did Honglian had just repaired, following Li Li Banfeng as they walked around the building.

"Good place, good methods!" the phonograph praised, "My precious husband, the craftsmanship of this building is very unique; it's connected to Master Kong Fang's body."

Li Li Banfeng said: "Can we find Master Kong Fang directly through this building?"

"By rights, it should be possible, but I can't see the entanglements here clearly yet. Husband, why don't you have a look and try."

"Look? How do I look?"

"Use the technique I taught you!"

Li Li Banfeng opened his "Golden Eyes and Fine Perception," but didn't feel that this building had any differences.

"Husband, you use 'Golden Eyes and Fine Perception' so much, yet you've never thought about refining this technique?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "I've wanted to refine it, but the essentials are hard to find."

"Golden Eyes and Fine Perception" was a first-layer residential cultivation technique Li Li Banfeng had learned. To this day, the progress of this technique wasn't large; it was useful, but hard to practice.

The lady pointed out: "Husband, take a look at the water pipe network of this building."

The water pipes of the Green Garden Building weren't buried in the walls; most of them were external. The network was laid out right before his eyes, it was just that the pipes were a bit messy and could easily be misread.

Li Li Banfeng used the "Golden Eyes and Fine Perception" technique, so naturally, he wouldn't misread them. The direction of the pipes was clear.

The lady said again: "Husband, look carefully again, is there spiritual energy moving inside the pipes?"

Li Li Banfeng concentrated his mind and looked for a long time, vaguely seeing some pale red traces inside the pipes.

"My lady, this is..."

"This building's water pipes are connected to Master Kong Fang's blood vessels. Master Kong Fang's copper coins flow through his blood vessels in his body, and also flow through the water pipes in this building."

Li Li Banfeng was somewhat surprised: "My lady, what level of craftsmanship technique is this?"

"My precious husband, this isn't a craftsmanship technique; this is a martial cultivation method."

"Martial cultivation?" Li Li Banfeng really couldn't understand.

"True martial cultivation experts can use every available combat power to the extreme. So-called available combat power includes their own physique and weapons.

Blood vessels are Master Kong Fang's physique, and copper coins are Master Kong Fang's weapons. He is a grandmaster of martial cultivation, Ai Ai Yeqing, the Thousand-Blade Ranger, who is as famous as the Eight-Bucket Scholar Zhou Zhou Wencheng."

Master Kong Fang turned out to be a martial cultivator, and such a well-known one at that.

"My lady, you can tell Master Kong Fang's identity just from the methods of this building?" Li Li Banfeng felt this matter wasn't that simple.

Master Kong Fang's deception had been maintained for decades; it shouldn't be that easy to see through.

The phonograph said: "My precious husband, I didn't judge it solely from this method. I've fought Master Kong Fang before, on that passenger ship."

Li Li Banfeng searched his memory and truly found the scene at that time. Several shadows had experienced that battle from different angles.

"My lady, Master Kong Fang said you were surnamed Huang and surnamed Yin; I can understand that. What did he mean by saying you were surnamed Long?"

"I was indeed surnamed Long. I'll tell you about that later, husband. Let's talk about the building first. I used the 'Hundred Flavors and Exquisite' technique,

but I couldn't smell that fishy odor from the blood vessels in this building,

plus the copper coins are gone, so I estimate that Master Kong Fang's connection with this building has been severed."

"This building has nothing to do with him anymore?"

The phonograph shook its large horn and said: "Of course not. As long as he wants to connect, he can connect at any time. Husband, if you just want this building, things are easy to handle. Just dismantle these water pipes and rebuild them."

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "What use do I have for this building? I'm thinking if I can continue to get the blood of that Thousand-Blade Kong Fang through this building, I can ensure the stability of Three-Fork Junction and fully utilize Master Kong Fang's role!"

The lady pondered for a moment and said: "There is a way. Let's go home and discuss it."

The couple returned to the Leaving Suishenju, and the lady went straight into the seventh room: "Brother, I have something to discuss with you. If I remember correctly, you are a 'Peeping Cultivator', right?"

The man in the seventh room sighed: "I don't know if you remember correctly, but I can't remember it myself."

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I saw the hook you left behind."

"Madam, I only left a hook in this one room; it shouldn't count as breaking the family rules."

"I didn't say you broke the rules. I just want to discuss with you letting my husband borrow some techniques from you."

The man in the seventh room was silent for a moment: "I'm afraid that's inappropriate. I'm not a 'Residential Spirit'; I shouldn't lend techniques to a 'Residential Cultivator'."

A man's voice came from the eighth room: "Brother, don't be so pedantic."

The seventh room replied: "This isn't being pedantic; I'm talking about principles."

The eighth room said again: "Brother, really, don't be so pedantic."

The seventh room ignored the eighth room and said directly to the phonograph: "Madam, we must make things clear first. Contributing to the family is the right thing to do, but I'm not a 'Residential Spirit', and techniques cannot be lent casually. That is the principle!"

Xiang Xiang Hongying entered the seventh room and asked: "So what if you have principles?"

The seventh room really dug in: "Can't I talk about principles?"

After more than five minutes, the seventh room coughed for a long time and said weakly: "Well, I was just talking about principles. If you really need to borrow them, it's possible. The key is whether the technique can be used."

The phonograph said: "You don't need to worry about that. When it's time for you to contribute, don't be vague."

"Rest assured, Madam, I won't be vague, absolutely not vague..." The seventh room couldn't speak anymore; he had to save his strength to prepare the technique.

Xiang Xiang Hongying touched the back of the phonograph's box: "He doesn't dare to be vague. Zhao Xiao Wan, leave this kind of thing to me in the future."

The phonograph hummed, let Xiang Xiang Hongying serve the brush and ink, and Li Li Banfeng signed a contract with the seventh room.

The couple went to the building again, and the lady instructed Li Li Banfeng to hold the contract and use the "Deep Residence and Large Courtyard" technique to leave a hook.

"How do I leave this?" Li Li Banfeng had been learning the "Deep Residence and Large Courtyard" technique for so long, and apart from the lady's techniques, he had only borrowed Xiang Xiang Hongying's techniques. Both of these were Li Li Banfeng's 'Residential Spirits', so borrowing techniques was appropriate.

But this seventh room wasn't a 'Residential Spirit'. This couldn't be borrowed casually with just a piece of paper.

The lady said: "That depends on how well my husband does his business outside."

Li Li Banfeng was startled: "What business is my lady talking about? I've never done any hook business."

"I'm talking about the business of deception."

Li Li Banfeng said righteously: "Don't say such things. When has your husband ever deceived anyone!"

The phonograph spat out steam and laughed twice: "Husband is right, husband never deceives anyone. Husband doesn't know that deceptive 'Foolish Cultivation' technique,

husband is not a 'Foolish Cultivator' at all, and husband has never deceived me."

"Hmm." Li Li Banfeng whispered.

The phonograph continued: "Husband, break the rule once today and deceive yourself once. Just say that the one in the seventh room is your 'Residential Spirit'."

Li Li Banfeng sighed: "Deceiving myself is still somewhat difficult."

"Is it difficult, husband? You are someone who knows the 'Heavenly Union' technique, even I don't know that. What else could stump you?"

Li Li Banfeng smiled modestly and called out Li Banfeng Zi: "Do you think the seventh room is our 'Residential Spirit'?"

Li Banfeng Zi shook his head: "Not so."

Li Li Banfeng asked again: "Does he live in our house?"

Li Banfeng Zi nodded: "Indeed."

"And is he a soul spirit?"

"Indeed."

"Is a 'Residential Spirit' a soul spirit that lives in the house?"

"Indeed."

Li Li Banfeng said: "Then tell me, is he a 'Residential Spirit'?"

The fallacy was complete, but Li Banfeng Zi pondered for a moment and was still hesitant: "Does he acknowledge a master?"

Acknowledging a master is a key link for a 'Residential Spirit'. If this is handled improperly, the 'Foolish Cultivation' technique is hard to take effect.

Li Li Banfeng took a piece of paper and said: "He even signed the contract, how could there be any reason for him not to acknowledge a master?"

The "Ironclad Evidence" also took effect.

Li Banfeng Zi looked at the contract and said with difficulty: "But we still don't know his name."

This hurdle was hard to pass. To make a 'Residential Spirit' acknowledge a master, the 'Residential Cultivator' needs to call the 'Residential Spirit' by name.

But this step couldn't be realized for the time being because the seventh room had forgotten his own name.

Li Li Banfeng said: "That's simple. Let's have Xue Yingying beat him up, and he'll agree to whatever we call him."

After a long silence, Li Banfeng Zi nodded repeatedly: "That is indeed the principle!"

Li Li Banfeng said: "Then don't just stand there, borrow it!"

Li Banfeng Zi trembled all over. Among the many shadows, apart from Li Banfeng Yi, Li Banfeng Zi knew the most techniques, so the "Deep Residence and Large Courtyard" technique was no problem.

But using the technique was difficult today. Even though the contract was established and the seventh room cooperated to the best of his ability, and he made himself believe that the seventh room was a 'Residential Spirit', even so, borrowing the technique so forcefully was quite difficult.

Li Li Banfeng felt it wouldn't succeed, but the lady was very confident: "Husband, the seventh room has lived in the house for so long, he must have a resonance with the house. The key to the 'Deep Residence and Large Courtyard' technique is the resonance between the 'Residential Cultivator' and the house. As long as there is resonance with the house, this technique can be borrowed!"

After trying more than ten times, Li Li Banfeng was covered in sweat, and Li Banfeng Zi's color had faded. After such great effort, he finally hung a hook on the main water pipe.

"Will this one hook be useful?"

The phonograph wiped Li Banfeng's sweat with heartache: "It's useful. This hook is hung on a vital point. The seventh room's level isn't low, so Master Kong Fang definitely won't be able to detect it. From now on, as long as he connects to this building, you will inevitably have a resonance, and by then, you can take his blood whenever you want!"

A smile appeared on Li Li Banfeng's face, but then he thought: "If I'm not in the Green Garden Building, how should I absorb his blood?"

The phonograph laughed: "That depends on whether the old man is willing to leave a station here. He's gotten quite a few good things recently!"

Li Li Banfeng nodded slightly: "Three-Fork Junction, I can hold it!"

"You can hold it! My precious husband, we've paved the road, just keep walking forward!"