The Empress held a supreme position in the eyes of the common people and officials of the Wuya Dynasty. With this super spokesperson personally endorsing the brand, her influence even surpassed that of modern international superstars.
"Wait, one at a time."
Soon after, an extremely strange scene unfolded in the entire hall.
The dancers were all ushered aside, standing there dumbfounded with bewildered expressions.
The officials, on the other hand, all lined up in a long queue, eagerly waiting to receive their exorbitantly priced boxed meals, and they all seemed particularly happy about it.
Officials with money are naturally satisfied, while those without money can only watch others eat and suffer in silence.
When the banquet ended, although only officials of the third rank or above could attend, there were still hundreds of people present, which made Ji Fanya very wealthy, and he was overjoyed.
The Empress didn't say much about it, but since the renovation of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion would take some time, Jun Feijue and the others were temporarily housed in the Envoy's Hall within the palace.
A female official led the group along the way, while Zhan Wushuang was left behind by the Empress. Jun Feijue and the others knew that what followed was private time for them as family.
"Master, Master, here's a Xuan Stone for you."
Once they arrived at their lodgings and the door was closed, Ji Fanya immediately and eagerly handed all the Xuan Stones to Jun Feijue, including the food expenses he had earned along the way.
I hadn't paid much attention before, but now that I've counted it carefully, it's actually more than three thousand yuan.
This is definitely a huge gain.
"Yes, that's good. This way you can improve your strength as soon as possible."
Jun Feijue accepted the Xuan Stone, but in his heart he was thinking that after moving to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, he would set up a spirit-gathering formation. That would not only save more Xuan Stones, but also make Di Moyu and the others' cultivation speed faster.
"Master, what should we do next?"
Sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, Ji Fanya looked at Jun Feijue and said, "Are we just going to stay in the Wuya Dynasty like this forever?"
"The peace won't last long."
Before Jun Feijue could speak, Chunhu Siqiong crossed her arms and said with a slightly heavy look in her eyes, "Leaving aside the situation on Bujiang's side, I'm afraid the Western Zhou will soon raise an army to attack. Also, don't forget that you still have a mother in the Eastern Yan Dynasty who needs to be rescued."
Whether it's Bu Jiang, Xi Zhou, or Ji Fanya's birth mother far away in Dong Yan, Jun Feijue and the others cannot leave with peace of mind until these matters are thoroughly resolved and a result is reached.
Especially Zhan Wushuang, even though he acknowledged Jun Feijue as his master, if it really came down to a life-or-death situation, a normal person would definitely choose to stay and help their family, and would not be so cold-blooded as to choose to stand by and watch.
"Sister Qiong, my mother seems to be doing well, so... let's not take any more risks."
Ji Fanya naturally always missed his mother; having a mother's love was something he had longed for since childhood.
However, the matter concerning the women of the Ji family had already caused Jun Feijue so much trouble that he could not afford to add to the chaos, which is why he had been keeping quiet about it.
"Silly child, that's your own mother. Do you think your master wouldn't help you rescue her?"
Chunhu Siqiong rolled her eyes noncommittally. Jun Feijue was a bit aloof, but he was absolutely clear about his likes and dislikes, and extremely protective of his own.
Through these days of getting to know each other, it has already gained a general understanding.
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