Chapter 1237 - 1234

"I've negotiated with it, and it said it would sort out the textbooks in the next couple of days and send them directly to you then."

Sun Xingyao walked out of the room and looked at Master Fuli lying on the curved sofa, saying:

"Moreover, I've also asked it to help organize a set of [Awakener] textbooks for Ah Qing."

Sun Xingyao flipped over the back of a chair, sat on the sofa with a big swing in the air, took a sip of tea from the nearby cup, and lounged comfortably in the chair.

"All negotiated?"

Ansheng looked somewhat surprised at Sun Xingyao and asked: "Since when was your word so effective over there during the annual leave?"

The main reason for asking Sun Xingyao to help with negotiations was that it's easier with acquaintances, and both being Dragon People naturally left much room for intermingling.

However.

Ansheng completely didn't anticipate Sun Xingyao would come back saying it was all negotiated, roping in even the annual leave, which wasn't inclined to get involved in disputes.

"What are you thinking?"

Sun Xingyao gave Ansheng a peculiar look and said: "My word isn't effective in front of the [Celestial Star Institute], the people there just got annoyed with you, making me drag you swiftly home from their estate..."

Sun Xingyao wasn't lying; her word indeed wasn't effective in front of the Celestial Star Institute's researchers.

Dragon society is established on science, and the Celestial Star Research Institute, as the highest scientific hall of Dragon-man Civilization, holds its researchers in high esteem.

Like [Gloom Mushroom] type, continuously working for hundreds of years without taking a holiday can only hint at the heavy responsibilities laid upon the shoulders before she entered hibernation, busy to the extent of not even having a single day off.

Sun Xingyao's word wasn't effective, but her identity as a compatriot still worked.

The annual leave lay in bed, kicked and swore at Master Fuli for half an hour, what luck, was it even human?

It came to Xia Country just to experience life.

But ended up being conned by the cunning fox, getting tricked into blowing all its pension.

The annual leave only requested Sun Xingyao to take Master Fuli out of its home, and from now on, whenever there's card playing or gambling involved, don't bring Master Fuli along!

Master Fuli himself didn't enjoy playing cards, so Sun Xingyao naturally agreed readily.

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Ansheng, with a look of disbelief, looked at the confidently talking Sun Xingyao in shock:

"No, what's with the expression on the other side, like someone as handsome and elegant as me, placed in the market, would be taken home five hundred times in three minutes, yet they despise me!"

"This old codger during the annual leave, utterly fox-bullying!"

"Hmm—" Sun Xingyao shrugged, showing a nonchalant expression towards Master Fuli's self-praise.

...

Sitting in [Dragon Nest] for a moment, Ansheng had some late-night lamb soup and bread soup before checking the time and calling Ah Qing, preparing to head back to Changxi Town together.

"Oh, coming..."

Ah Qing, who was lying on the mahjong table studying the annual leave, responded, laughed, and after greeting someone, prepared to head home.

"Hmm, take care, don't learn bad things from the fox." The annual leave waved lightly to say farewell to Ah Qing.

"Whoosh——"

Luwu Fighter de-cloaked, landed on the ground, picked up Master Fuli, and sped towards Xia Dong.

"Ah Qing, I'll first drop Old Li and the others at the Immortal Palace; I'll come back to sleep then..."

Back at the garden villa, Ansheng greeted Ah Qing and then drove off to the Immortal Palace.

During this brief transition time, emerging heads on the terrace of the villa's second floor peeked through the gaps in the railings, secretly observing Master Fuli.

"Wow...."

Ah Qing, who was seeing off the Little Fox leaving, caught glimpses of the upstairs, getting startled by pairs of eyes shining with green light and stepping back repeatedly.

"Wow—Please don't fall down!" A curly-haired little White Wolf resembling a Schnauzer darted out, slid a distance on the ground, sweating heavily, and morphed into a cushion to make a joke:

"If you fall in our presence, Master Fuli would surely claim enough from our insurance company to bankrupt it..."

"Absolutely right..." Another creature resembling both a leopard and a small lion hurriedly chimed in: "We've just invested in a medical center and haven't had time to secure insurance yet. Please don't have anything happen."

"Ah well....."

Seated on a cushion, Ah Qing looked bewildered, watching the bouncy "plushy toys" beside him.

He tripped over a tile, sat down, why does it feel like lying in the ICU, preparing for a farewell ceremony.

[Alaska Incident], after some time fermenting, has spread to Xia Country, where the Landlord of Longevity at the meeting learned through spy satellite transmissions about the entirety of the event.

Ah Qing's international standing had shot up.

Common folks tripping might just trip, the Landlord of Longevity wouldn't bother to raise an eyelid unless it's a peculiar death.

But Ah Qing's bump or fall made the Landlord of Longevity immediately think: [Wouldn't want bacteria infecting, without Ah Qing who could restrain Master Fuli, Master Fuli wouldn't turn into a super-fox, and fly off over people, right?]

"I'm really okay, no need to call an ambulance, what? Carrying emergency medical equipment over for rescue?"

"No need, no need, I just tripped, wait, are you doing some ritual with an altar? Praying? No way..."

Ah Qing's fall had the landlords in a panic, mobilizing resources at the medical center, and those without resources directly doing rituals while dressing as nuns and priests, holding crucifixes to start mysterious cult ceremonies.

Ah Qing, sweating profusely, tried to calm everyone down, explaining he merely tripped, not quite justified for an ICU stay.

Meanwhile elsewhere.

Ansheng had arrived in front of the Immortal Palace to find Lin Ying napping in the car.

"Lin Ying ying ying——"

Ansheng left Old Li and the others, slipped through the driver's window of the nanny car into the cabin, and nestled in Lin Ying's arms, waking the napping Lin Ying.

"Mm? Good evening, Master Fuli..." Lin Ying, sleepy-eyed, lifted a hand to wave at Lin Bingyun.

Lin Bingyun received the order, driving towards the still undeveloped forest area in the Immortal Palace.

"Eating and drinking, got a bit carbon-high..." Lin Ying rubbed her cheeks and smiled at Master Fuli.

While Master Fuli was busy, Lin Ying followed her schedule, visiting clan elder relatives.

Although Lin Ying took good care, she couldn't help it, the Lin Clan is vast in number, attending seven or eight banquets a day.

Even just nibbling during each, participating in seven or eight banquets left Lin Ying feeling somewhat carbon-high.

"Being able to eat is a blessing; it's not attractive to be too thin. People might think our family doesn't even have grain in the pot when they see us!"

Ansheng laughed and praised the willingness to eat heartily in Lin Ying.

Previously even inviting Lin Ying to eat needed going to her room and dragging her out of bed.

Now, being carbon-high from eating is quite good.

"Pfft.....how could it be we don't have grain in the pot." Lin Ying was amused by Master Fuli.

With the Lin Clan's prestige, even if she went out in a trash bag, rich people in Jiule City might have to ponder over what peculiar haute couture this is.

"Hey.....who knows if your old man would elope with the funds."