Xue Fuxiao was excited: "I’ll watch with you."
"No, no need."
Dongfang Sansan shook his head repeatedly. As soon as he saw those thirty-six Soul Jade Scrolls, he knew sothing was wrong. Who knows what Jun Lin, that guy, wrote?
It’s better to quickly get Xue Fuxiao out of here.
"Oh, there’s another thing, about Dongyun Yu’s reward request. It’s a bit quirky. He wants a banner, and he wants it delivered to his ho with a lot of fanfare. I agreed to it, and also promised a dal." Xue Fuxiao nearly forgot about Dongyun Yu.
"Oh? That most shaless one from the Dong Family?" Dongfang Sansan’s face showed an odd expression.
"That’s the one."
"Then go ahead, since you promised it, you should make the arrangents." Dongfang Sansan said, "This doesn’t need to go through , just say I had no idea."
Xue Fuxiao suddenly sensed sothing wasn’t right: "How co?"
"It’s nothing. Just rember to do it. Achieving success requires fulfilling these little rewards." Dongfang Sansan said.
"...Alright." Xue Fuxiao felt sothing was amiss but couldn’t put her finger on it.
"You should leave."
"Can’t I watch?"
"No."
Xue Fuxiao, although unwilling, had to leave since Dongfang Sansan was so unceremonious in chasing her away, turning back three tis before finally departing.
Once Xue Fuxiao left.
Dongfang Sansan rang the bell to order no one to disturb him.
Then, he sat comfortably in the most relaxing chair to start reading Jun Lin’s autobiography.
After barely finishing the first Jade Scroll, Dongfang Sansan was already collapsing.
This?
Do I have to put my na on it?
Quickly skimming through everything, Dongfang Sansan lay on the chair with eyes empty, feeling thoroughly defeated.
If this was published with his na, he feared his reputation would be ruined for a lifeti!
Not to ntion, the boys teaching all over the Continent were all as pale and thin as a ghost, while the girls’ bellies were all bulging without any issues.
The goal of increasing the Continent’s population could likely be achieved swiftly.
What should be done?
Dongfang Sansan sighed.
Started revising from the first sentence.
Reforming with great boldness.
Feeling depressed while revising, although Jun Lin was indeed a hero of an era, he really wasn’t a good author when it ca to writing articles, not to ntion it’s filled with fluff, critical points were missed, and on top of that, his self-indulgence, top-level narcissism.
After reading this autobiography, Dongfang Sansan’s only thought was: better to start from scratch and write anew!
If only focusing on event highlights, leaving only a million words, directly na it "Romance of the World" it can be published.
Absolutely riveting for each reader!
What Dongfang Sansan had been looking forward to for so long had now turned into the instrunt tornting him most intensely.
Never had he sighed so much in his life.
Stayed up all night, finishing the revision of the first Jade Scroll, cutting out 420,000 words from 500,000, then "polishing" it to add 170,000, totaling 250,000 words.
Then just laid back.
Not caring about anything for now, just taking a nap.
Even while dreaming, he surprisingly dreamt of Jun Lin’s autobiography text.
"Jun Lin, truly the most handso man in the world, this stunning girl fell for him at first sight, compared with the male companion beside her, instantly felt the companion was not even as good as a pile of excrent... Jun Lin smiled elegantly, truly conquering the world, imposing and majestic yet suave..."
Dongfang Sansan turned over, even sighed in his dream...
Indeed, no wonder Xue Fuxiao had that look expecting to watch the show.
Now I understand.
He could imagine how enormous, troubleso, and even embarrassing his workload would be these days...
"Jun Lin... with your writing skills, you actually wrote an autobiography..."
"You, you, you and Xue Hanhan are alike... only fit for battle..."
...
Not ntioning how Dongfang Sansan was collapsing, and how Xue Fuxiao was secretly delighted.
Fang Che, after Xue Fuxiao left, noticed it was only afternoon.
Divine Sense revealed no one around.
An area of silence.
So he gracefully walked out of the study room: "Ye ng, co!"
"What for?" Ye ng walked in.
Just in ti to see Fang Che’s eyes blazing like fire.
Instinctively sensed trouble, turned to run: "I’ll go pack clothes..."
Before she could run out, Fang Che caught her around the waist: "Tomorrow we’ll sort that out. Co, let show you a big treasure... I’ve been dying to show you..."
Ye ng, blushing with anger, struggled but was swept directly into the bedroom by Fang Che, acting on impulse, against her will...
After one hour.
Fang Che sat up energetically, feeling refreshed.
Ye ng, covered with a thin quilt, felt like her whole body was still floating in the air.
Her eyes couldn’t focus.
Not just a feeling, she genuinely knew: Fang Che had strengthened.
After a long while...
Ye ng finally ca back to her senses weakly: "Fang Che... you, you..."
"What?"
"You... you should find a concubine... I won’t be jealous..." Ye ng weakly said.
"What are you saying? Am I that kind of person!"
Many historical heroes fell for this line, how could Fang Che fall for it?
Firmly refused: "I only love you alone!"
"I’m serious."
"I’m serious too."
Ye ng lay in bed, feeling both shy and pleased, yet worried. Oh, whatever shall I do.
Fang Che, stripped and wrapped in his shirt, went out and brought back an about thousand-pound True Soul Yin Yang Root.
Sweeping it clean with Spiritual Energy.
Snap. Snap. Broke off two three-inch-thick pieces, handed one to Ye ng: "Eat up."
"What’s this...?" Ye ng asked weakly.
"This is True Soul Beauty Ginseng."
Fang Che said earnestly: "This stuff, eating plenty can grant eternal life, beautify and maintain youth, preserving beauty throughout life without aging. Can also keep your figure unchanged, you can eat without getting fat."
Just now weak as can be, Ye ng sat up with a brush, eyes shining and full of spirit: "Really!?"
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