Chapter 810

Boundless City, Clear Hall.

After careful preparation, Luo Su Lijun arranged for Li Qi and Nian Nian Shangyou to meet.

The meeting place was chosen by Li Qi. The Clear Hall had a special nature and would undergo structural changes due to people's emotional changes.

Nian Nian Shangyou arrived at the hall first. The originally crystal-clear crystal pillars soon turned pitch black, representing Nian Nian Shangyou's heavy mood.

When Li Li Banfeng entered the hall, the pillars around Nian Nian Shangyou began to tremble.

Li Li Banfeng's goal was achieved; he didn't want to listen to Nian Nian Shangyou beating around the bush.

"Grand Secretary Nian, there's no need for pleasantries. If you have something to say, say it directly."

Nian Nian Shangyou brewed his wording and expressed Lan Qiao Yi's intention relatively tactfully: "The imperial envoy is busy with government affairs, forgetting to eat and sleep, working so hard that he is exhausted. Lord Lan Qiao cannot bear it and earnestly requests His Highness the Prince to recall the imperial envoy and allow him to rest for a few days." Li Li Banfeng tilted his ear to listen for a moment: "Did I hear that right? Is Lan Qiao Yi feeling sorry for Cui Cui Tike?"

Nian Nian Shangyou smiled: "They are all working for His Majesty, so there is naturally some friendship between colleagues."

Li Li Banfeng stared at Nian Nian Shangyou: "Is there really?"

"There really is." The glazed pillar behind Nian Nian Shangyou began to tremble again, proving he hadn't told the truth just now.

Li Li Banfeng asked: "What if Cui Cui Tike refuses to leave, what will happen then?"

"This, he, he must ultimately listen to His Majesty's instructions."

Li Li Banfeng said: "What if His Majesty doesn't want him to come back either, what should be done then?"

"Whether His Majesty wants it or not depends on whether Your Highness wants it." Nian Nian Shangyou looked at Li Li Banfeng; he wanted to see Li Qi's thoughts and the changes in the Clear Hall.

"Presumptuous!" Li Li Banfeng scolded angrily. "What His Majesty thinks is not something I can control! I will give you news after I have asked His Majesty!"

"Alright." Nian Nian Shangyou didn't dare say another word and immediately took his leave.

Behind Li Qi, the Clear Hall didn't undergo any changes.

Was this because Li Qi had no waves in his heart?

Or was it because the Clear Hall couldn't perceive Li Qi's thoughts?

The Clear Hall was of a very high level. When Nian Nian Shangyou was still in the army, he had heard people say that the Clear Hall was equivalent to a first-class weapon with the characteristics of a peeping cultivator.

Even a first-class peeping weapon couldn't peep into Li Qi's thoughts?

Nian Nian Shangyou wiped the sweat from his forehead; if Lan Qiao Yi hadn't pushed him so hard, he really wouldn't have wanted to see Li Qi.

Li Li Banfeng went to the Jade Emerald Building, thinking about Lan Qiao Yi's intentions.

When the epidemic was at its worst, Zhaoge had almost become a living hell, but Lan Qiao Yi hadn't taken action against Cui Cui Tike, nor had he intended to send Cui Cui Tike back.

Now that the epidemic had passed, why was Lan Qiao Yi in such a hurry?

Had Cui Cui Tike developed a new disease focus?

Li Li Banfeng took out the rope A-Yi had made, thinking about whether he should tie Cui Cui Tike back.

If Cui Cui Tike had really developed a new disease focus, what would be the consequence of bringing him back now?

Would he disregard everything and bring his dream back to Puluo Province?

Li Li Banfeng looked at Jiang Ling'er: "Madmen's actions are always incomprehensible!"

Jiang Ling'er nodded.

Li Li Banfeng said: "I'll go to Zhaoge in a few days to see the situation before making a decision."

Nian Nian Shangyou returned to report: "My Lord, Li Qi didn't say he would take Cui Cui Tike away, but he didn't say he wouldn't either. He said he would make a decision after asking His Majesty."

"Where is there any Majesty? That's just a puppet placed on the imperial throne. Why ask him?" Lan Qiao Yi picked up his pen and wrote a letter. "Convey this letter to Shu Wanjuan."

Nian Nian Shangyou took the letter and looked at it: "My Lord, you want Shu Wanjuan to attack the Ink Fragrance Shop?"

Lan Qiao Yi nodded: "Since Li Qi won't listen to advice, he naturally needs to be taught a lesson."

Nian Nian Shangyou didn't quite understand: "If we snatch the Ink Fragrance Shop, does that count as teaching Li Qi a lesson? There doesn't seem to be much interaction between Li Qi and the Ink Fragrance Shop."

Lan Qiao Yi shook his head and sighed: "Nian Shangyou, you still need to put more effort into government affairs. The Ink Fragrance Shop is one of the foundations of Puluo Province; seventy percent of the scholars in Puluo Province come from the Ink Fragrance Shop. If the Ink Fragrance Shop belongs to the imperial court, we can use it to change the literary context of Puluo Province and even change the folk customs of Puluo Province."

The imperial court once sent Ge Jun to seize the Ink Fragrance Shop and sent He He Caiyuan and Chu Shaoqiang to assist. Everything was deployed properly and should have been successful, but in the end, due to the obstruction of people like Green Water Bow, He He Jiaqing, Li Qi, and Cui Cui Tike, the opportunity for battle was missed. By the time the Peddler arrived at the Ink Fragrance Shop, the effort was wasted.

The Ink Fragrance Shop has a great connection with Li Qi and is also a territory that Puluo Province cannot afford to lose. Shu Wanjuan is the creator of the Ink Fragrance Shop,

and is most familiar with the Ink Fragrance Shop, so he is the best candidate to handle this matter."

Nian Nian Shangyou muttered to himself: What do you mean best candidate? Does Shu Wanjuan still listen to you? Even if he listens to you, he won't be able to hold the Ink Fragrance Shop if he seizes it.

This must be made clear to Lan Qiao Yi, so he doesn't blame him afterward.

"My Lord, Shu Wanjuan has not been in contact with the imperial court for many days."

Lan Qiao Yi understood what Nian Nian Shangyou meant: "Shu Wanjuan prides himself on his great achievements; although he is a Marquis, he is still dissatisfied. I have already informed him in the letter that if he can seize the Ink Fragrance Shop, the imperial court will definitely reward him."

What kind of reward is a reward? Can this still fool Shu Wanjuan?

Nian Nian Shangyou added: "My Lord, if Shu Wanjuan seizes the Ink Fragrance Shop, I'm afraid the Peddler won't tolerate him."

Lan Qiao Yi nodded: "I have already prepared for this matter. You should convey the political decree to Shu Wanjuan first."

Nian Nian Shangyou returned to the mansion, entered the secret room, lifted the dark compartment on the floor, and opened the steam valve beside the bed. An eight-foot-square nail board rose from the ground.

After carefully considering the position, Nian Nian Shangyou inserted ninety-nine candles on the nail board. He lit the candles one by one, then extinguished twelve of them, leaving eighty-seven.

Nian Nian Shangyou took the letter Lan Qiao Yi gave him and let the letter sweep across all the candles at high speed. After the letter was ignited, the paper ash fell onto the nail board and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On Blood Yashan, Shu Wanjuan was discussing the thirteen new lands with Dan Chengjun. He discovered that He He Jiaqing had gone to the territory to reclaim land again.

Dan Chengjun's idea was relatively simple: "He He Jiaqing lost the contract, Li Qi snatched the contract back, and then gave it back to He He Jiaqing."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "As far as I know, these two have grudges and have had quite a few fights between them."

Dan Chengjun waved his hand: "Second King, your vision is shallow; you look at things entirely on the surface. How can you govern the country with me in the future?

Although Li Qi and He He Jiaqing have fought, they must have had cooperation in private, just like you and me. We didn't fight less in the past, but aren't we like brothers now?"

Regarding the metaphor of brothers, Shu Wanjuan didn't comment. This was Blood Yashan; telling lies would explode the stones.

Shu Wanjuan held two stones, turned them in his hand several times, shook his head, and said: "Such a precious contract, Li Qi definitely wouldn't give it to He He Jiaqing easily. There must be something else going on here."

Dan Chengjun said: "Why don't we go find He He Jiaqing and ask?"

Shu Wanjuan didn't know if Dan Chengjun was joking: "It wouldn't be appropriate to ask directly, would it?"

Dan Chengjun said very seriously: "If you think it's not appropriate, I'll ask for you. You don't have to worry; look, your heart is already smoking."

Shu Wanjuan took a smoking piece of yellow paper from his bosom, blew out the fire, and looked at the text on it.

After reading it, Shu Wanjuan shook his head and sighed: "Going back on one's word, playing tricks on each other, and exhausting one's sincerity."

Dan Chengjun sank his face: "What is exhausted? Make it clear!"

Shu Wanjuan handed the yellow paper to Dan Chengjun.

After reading it, Dan Chengjun said in surprise: "Good thing."

Shu Wanjuan frowned: "What good thing?"

"Isn't this written by Lan Qiao Yi? As long as we take the Ink Fragrance Shop, he will definitely reward us."

Shu Wanjuan carefully observed every stone around him. These stones didn't explode, proving Dan Chengjun wasn't lying.

He carefully observed Dan Chengjun again; he really didn't understand Dan Chengjun's mental state.

"Old Dan, I think you're a sensible person!"

Dan Chengjun puffed out his chest: "I've always been quite sensible."

"Before, you said Lan Qiao Yi had always been lying to me!"

Dan Chengjun nodded: "He's lying to you now too."

Shu Wanjuan widened his eyes: "Then you tell me this is a good thing?"

Dan Chengjun said: "He wants you to seize the Ink Fragrance Shop, which proves that the Ink Fragrance Shop is useful and has good things inside. If we get these good things, can't we negotiate terms with him?"

Shu Wanjuan lowered his head and locked his brows: "Ge Jun went once before and lost his life. What good things are actually in the Ink Fragrance Shop?"

Dan Chengjun slapped his thigh: "You have to ask yourself; the Ink Fragrance Shop is your old home!"

Shu Wanjuan pinched his chin and thought for a long time: "Could it be my disciple's body?"

Dan Chengjun was startled, called the Blood Tooth Monster over, and held her in his arms: "Old Shu, keep your disciple's body for yourself; I have a wife, I don't crave that."

Shu Wanjuan rolled his eyes at Dan Chengjun: "What are you thinking? That's the body of a Wisdom Scholar; the Wisdom Scholar is the most talented person in my Daoist sect."

Dan Chengjun held his wife and said: "Then I don't crave it either!"

Shu Wanjuan frowned: "I don't crave it either!"

Bang!

A giant rock in the mountains exploded.

Dan Chengjun hugged the Blood Tooth Monster tightly and distanced himself from Shu Wanjuan: "Old Shu, I've always treated you like a brother, really."

Shu Wanjuan shook his head: "I don't crave him; I crave a good disciple."

Dan Chengjun looked at the surrounding stones vigilantly; these stones didn't explode.

"You scared me!" Dan Chengjun wiped his sweat and let the Blood Tooth Monster go.

Shu Wanjuan was puzzled: "What are you afraid of?"

Dan Chengjun shook his head: "I'm a martial artist, I don't understand your Daoist sect. Who knows what you scholars are thinking about all day.

Besides, your disciple isn't bad either; Zhou Zhou Badou is also a ruthless person."

Shu Wanjuan sighed: "If we compare talent alone, Zhou Badou Ink Guest is slightly inferior to the Wisdom Scholar."

Dan Chengjun was very disdainful: "What's the use of talent? The thing I trust least is talent."

Shu Wanjuan said: "It's useful. If we get the body of the Wisdom Scholar and put a soul into it, it will become an unparalleled talent again."

Dan Chengjun thought for a while: "Are you talking about using the Great Melting Pot to reinstall the soul? If you say so, Ai Ai Yeqing's body could also be sold for a good price, but isn't the Great Melting Pot broken?"

"If it's broken, it can eventually be repaired."

Dan Chengjun thought for a long time and shook his head: "No, it's definitely not that simple. Think carefully, what other treasures are in the Ink Fragrance Shop?"

Shu Wanjuan thought for a long time: "If we're talking about treasures, it should be the literary context. The literary context of Puluo Province is in the Ink Fragrance Shop."

Dan Chengjun's eyes lit up: "You have such a good thing and you didn't say so earlier? Where is the literary context hidden? Let's find it."

Shu Wanjuan didn't know how to explain: "The literary context isn't hidden; it refers to the Ink Fragrance Shop itself. The scholars of Puluo Province were all cultivated by the Ink Fragrance Shop."

Dan Chengjun waved his hand: "Talking nonsense again. What is literary context? Is there a martial context? Why haven't I heard of it?

Regardless, the Ink Fragrance Shop must have good things. If it doesn't work, we'll go ask the local deity. Who is the local deity of the Ink Fragrance Shop?"

Shu Wanjuan sighed repeatedly: "Except for the Peddler, you don't care about anyone else. The local deity of the Ink Fragrance Shop is the Wisdom Scholar."

"Didn't you say the Wisdom Scholar only has a body left? Where's the soul?"

"No one knows where his soul is."

Dan Chengjun smiled: "It turns out to be ownerless land, then it's easy to handle. We'll take the territory, and we won't kill the local deity, and we won't make any noise. Then you can talk business with Lan Qiao Yi!"

Shu Wanjuan pondered for a long time and took out a piece of yellow paper: "Should I reply to him now?"

Dan Chengjun nodded: "Reply now, we'll take action tomorrow!"

"Take action tomorrow?" Shu Wanjuan was startled. "Isn't that too hasty?"

Dan Chengjun shook his head: "A long night has many dreams; tomorrow is just right."

Nian Nian Shangyou received the reply and hurriedly reported to Lan Qiao Yi. He didn't expect Shu Wanjuan to really agree.

Lan Qiao Yi didn't have much surprise. It was good that Shu Wanjuan agreed; if he didn't, he would send someone else to do this.

And Shu Wanjuan didn't agree unconditionally. Although the letter was written tactfully, it still expressed his expectation for the reward:

"Although I am dull, I am diligent day and night, looking up to the imperial face and thinking of being promoted."

"Although my achievements are meager, I have exhausted my loyalty and wisdom, stroking my small merits and hoping for grace and honor."

Lan Qiao Yi snorted coldly: "These words are quite explicit!"

Nian Nian Shangyou said: "My Lord, what title do you intend to confer upon Shu Wanjuan?"

Lan Qiao Yi looked at the letter again: "Didn't he say he would take action tomorrow? Wait until tomorrow to respond."

Nian Nian Shangyou didn't say anything, but his heart was full of complaints.

If Lan Qiao Yi doesn't fulfill his promise this time, he won't be able to open his mouth to Shu Wanjuan in the future.

Lu Family Bookstore, Li Li Banfeng was designing characters with Boss Lu.

"Ink Mo Chun Xuan" was selling well, and Boss Lu had released a new volume. Some of the characters designed in it were a bit rigid, so Boss Lu asked Li Qi to help make some modifications.

"Ink Mo Chun Xuan" was a strange story novel. If the characters were all the same with green faces and fangs, others would find it boring.

Li Li Banfeng definitely hadn't read as many books as Boss Lu, and his vocabulary definitely wasn't as flowery as Boss Lu's, but he was good at sketching, using details in language and action to portray characters.

Boss Lu appreciated this very much: "Vivid and lifelike between the lines, this is talent."

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "I wouldn't call it talent; I've received quite a bit of guidance from others."

This was the truth; the Judge's Pen had indeed been guiding Li Li Banfeng.

And relying on the Judge's Pen, Li Li Banfeng's "Golden House Hiding Beauty" skill had improved a lot.

Boss Lu nodded slightly and suddenly asked: "Seventh Master, have you ever taken on a disciple?"

Li Li Banfeng picked up his teacup and drank it in one gulp: "That's a joke. With my little skill with the pen, how could I have the nerve to take on a disciple?"

Boss Lu shook his head: "It's not just the skill with the pen, but also other means. If you met a disciple with extraordinary talent, would you teach them everything you know?"

Li Li Banfeng thought for a while: "Maybe—"

Boss Lu added: "If you met a talented disciple, would you entrust them with important tasks?"

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "That's what should be done."

Boss Lu added: "If you met a disciple who could accomplish great things, would you train them more?"

Li Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked Boss Lu: "Just training, with absolutely no selfishness?"

Boss Lu replied excitedly: "Absolutely no selfishness."

The Judge's Pen responded excitedly: "Pah!"

Li Li Banfeng didn't comment and drank another cup of tea.

Boss Lu hadn't seen Li Qi refill his cup, but the tea seemed endless.

It should be that his refilling action was too fast to be noticed.

Boss Lu picked up the teapot to refill Li Li Banfeng's cup, only to find the teapot was empty.

"Seventh Master, please wait a moment, I'll get you a fresh pot of tea."

Boss Lu felt the situation was strange, and Li Li Banfeng's phone suddenly rang.

The call was from Pineapple. They had found out in Zhaoge that Cui Cui Tike had gone to Bozhou in the capacity of an imperial envoy.

Li Li Banfeng was still doubting the authenticity of this news. The ocean was so big; was Cui Cui Tike's whereabouts so easy to find?

Pineapple replied: "Seventh Master, this matter is easy to find out. After Cui Cui Tike left, Zhaoge City was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and they celebrated for three whole days."

Cui Cui Tike went to harm Bozhou again, and Lan Qiao Yi just let him go.

Was it still to eliminate dissidents?

Or was it to drive Cui Cui Tike away, to the point of being desperate and seeking medical advice?

What exactly is Lan Qiao Yi thinking?

Nian Nian Shangyou entered the study with a stack of documents: "My Lord, these are all from Bozhou."

"They're all about the imperial envoy, right?" Lan Qiao Yi flipped through two pages casually. "The New Cabinet was established in Bozhou before, and they have handled quite a few government affairs. It is reasonable for the imperial envoy to go and inspect them. You can just respond casually."

This attitude made Nian Nian Shangyou nervous; he was worried that the account would be settled on him afterward: "My Lord, if Cui Cui Tike goes to Bozhou, it's hard to say how many lives he will take."

Lan Qiao Yi looked up: "Then what do you think should be done? Should you go and persuade him back to Zhaoge?"

Nian Nian Shangyou stopped talking and, following Lan Qiao Yi's instructions, replied to the documents one by one.

By dusk the next day, Nian Nian Shangyou yawned and sent all the documents out.

Bozhou didn't continue to submit memorials; the imperial envoy had already arrived. Those who could escape had escaped, and those who couldn't escape were completely unable to escape.

Lan Qiao Yi saw that the time was about right and asked Nian Nian Shangyou to reply to Shu Wanjuan: "Tell him to seize the Ink Fragrance Shop within three days. If he succeeds, I will confer upon him the title of Prince of Jingshuo."

Conferring a title! He's doing it for real!

Nian Nian Shangyou drafted the document. After Lan Qiao Yi read it and made slight modifications, he immediately used the seal. Nian Nian Shangyou took the document, went home, lit a candle, and sent it back to Shu Wanjuan.

Lighting a candle was an encrypted process. Shu Wanjuan had the ability to encrypt letters directly, but Nian Nian Shangyou had to use tools.

Shu Wanjuan and Dan Chengjun were already waiting at the Ink Fragrance Shop. They rented a private room in a teahouse and waited for news.

After a whole day, they had drunk several pots of tea, but no letter came from Zhaoge. Shu Wanjuan wanted to leave, but Dan Chengjun persuaded him to wait a while longer:

"If he doesn't open the price, we won't take action. If he's not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? We won't suffer a loss anyway."

"I'm just afraid Lan Qiao Yi is playing tricks on me again—" Shu Wanjuan's chest was smoking again.

Dan Chengjun said happily: "Quick! Take it out and let's see."

Shu Wanjuan opened the letter and saw: "He conferred a title on me."

"What title?" Dan Chengjun read the letter and shook his head slightly. "Prince of Jingshuo. He only gave the title, but no fief!"

Shu Wanjuan felt that if seizing the Ink Fragrance Shop could be exchanged for the title of a Prince, it was reasonable. But he knew Dan Chengjun definitely wouldn't agree, because this matter had no benefit for Dan Chengjun.

Dan Chengjun raised his hand and burned the letter: "Second King, this won't do! We have to ask him for some real benefits. Tell him to change Prince of Jingshuo to Prince of Jingshuo of the Blood; your status cannot be lower than Li Qi's.

And you have to ask for the fief. The place can't be too small. I'm the Big King, you're the Second King, you have to count my share in."

Shu Wanjuan thought for a while: "Where do you think it's appropriate to ask for a fief? Should it be far away from Zhaoge? I'm afraid Lan Qiao Yi won't give us too large a territory."

Dan Chengjun had already planned: "We don't want the fief of the Shang Kingdom; we want those thirteen new lands. He He Jiaqing's contract was taken away by Li Qi, but isn't there another contract in Zhaoge? We'll ask for that contract."

Shu Wanjuan felt things wouldn't be that easy: "I'm afraid Lan Qiao Yi won't give us this territory."

Dan Chengjun smiled: "He won't give it? We'll get good things in the Ink Fragrance Shop and won't want to give them to him. Do you think I'm really working for him? Who can calculate better than whom? That depends on ability!"

Shu Wanjuan immediately replied to Zhaoge.

Nian Nian Shangyou handed the reply to Lan Qiao Yi again, and Lan Qiao Yi agreed: "Give him the contract for those thirteen new lands."

"Give it to him?" Nian Nian Shangyou was dumbfounded. What is there to give? "My Lord, the contract for those thirteen lands was stolen. Have you forgotten about that?"

Lan Qiao Yi washed his brush: "When was it stolen?"

"It was stolen a long time ago."

"Was it that long ago?"

"It has indeed been a while—"

"Think about it again, was it that long ago?"

Nian Nian Shangyou understood Lan Qiao Yi's meaning.

After Shu Wanjuan seizes the Ink Fragrance Shop, tell him the contract was stolen. In the end, it's still an empty-handed trick.

Nian Nian Shangyou was helpless and wrote the reply. Just as he was about to go home to send the letter, he was stopped by Lan Qiao Yi: "Nian Shangyou, you've been running back and forth, you're tired. Leave it to me to handle."

He took the letter, aimed it at the candle on the desk, and lit it directly.

Nian Nian Shangyou was shocked!

This was equivalent to sending the letter without encryption.

This kind of letter is easily intercepted.

"My Lord, this must not be done—"

"It's fine!" Lan Qiao Yi flicked his wrist, and the paper ash scattered and disappeared.

Nian Nian Shangyou realized the situation was bad and hurriedly reminded Lan Qiao Yi: "If the letter is intercepted by the Peddler, Shu Wanjuan is no match for him. Should we send some support to the Ink Fragrance Shop?"

Lan Qiao Yi shook his head: "No support needed. It doesn't matter who intercepts it."

Tianyi City, the radio crackled. Ba Fang listened to the noise on the radio, recorded the frequency of the noise, performed some calculations, and organized it into a letter.

"Brother!" Ba Fang hurriedly greeted Pineapple. "Quickly send a letter to Seventh Master, Shu Wanjuan is going to seize the Ink Fragrance Shop!"

Li Li Banfeng was writing a book with Zhang Zhang Xiuling. There were quite a few characters in "Jade Fragrance Record" that needed to be organized. In the past few days, his notebook had doubled in thickness.

"Writing a book requires being profound and simple; you have to make people understand." Li Li Banfeng had just given two pointers when Pineapple's call came in.

Learning that Lan Qiao Yi asked Shu Wanjuan to seize the Ink Fragrance Shop, Li Li Banfeng couldn't figure out his purpose.

Does he have his eyes on this territory again?

Ge Jun lost his life last time and suffered such a big loss; has he forgotten so quickly?

The Judge's Pen whispered: "Is he after my body?"

Li Li Banfeng was startled: "Is your body that good?"

Zhang Zhang Xiuling couldn't hear the Judge's Pen's voice, but she heard Li Qi's words. She said with a blushing face: "My body is quite good—"

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the Hundred Flower God."

Zhang Zhang Xiuling was startled: "Seventh Master, did you hear an oracle? Does the Hundred Flower God have any instructions?"

"The Hundred Flower God instructs you to write your book well at home."

Leaving the Hundred Flower Garden, Li Li Banfeng headed straight for the Ink Fragrance Shop. On the way, he asked the Judge's Pen: "Where is your body?"

"There's a cloud at the Ink Fragrance Shop; I'll take you there."

"You just put it on a cloud; aren't you afraid someone will steal it from you?"

"Ordinary people can't steal it. That's the highest and largest cloud in Puluo Province. My body is on the highest mountain peak on the cloud, where you can see the whole Puluo Province. It's just—" The Judge's Pen hesitated for a long time before saying the second half of the sentence, "What if he doesn't want my body, but wants that territory instead?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "Let's go take a look at both places. If it really doesn't work, you can just take back your body and go back to being the local deity.

The territory will be guarded, and the body will be guarded too."

"Then I'm not going!" The Judge's Pen hummed. "I don't want the body anymore!"

PS: The Ink Fragrance Shop is not those thirteen new lands; Shu Wanjuan can't make that many preparations!