Wang Tuo coughed guiltily, "Um...what could have delayed you for so long?"
Xiang Sheng picked up his pen and wrote the character "王" (king), saying, "Do you still remember Crazy Sword?"
"I remember! Of course I remember. Did you see him?"
Wang Tuo's face was filled with surprise. "Grandpa Crazy Sword was from the same era as my grandfather. Logically, he shouldn't be able to leave the Secret Realm Pearl. I don't know how he escaped."
"I went to Ghost Gorge and he was at the boundary gate."
When Xiang Sheng talked about the ancient past, he did not hide anything from Wang Tuo.
Wang Tuo was horrified when he heard this. His expression changed for a moment, and he actually felt a sense of sympathy.
The master was also being used by others and had no choice. Grandpa Jian Fengzi killed his master with his own hands. This experience was even more heartbreaking than his.
He sighed, and then a murderous look flashed in his eyes, "Damn it, Pantheon! I only regret that I can't kill them all in Xizhou."
“Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.”
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, "There's no need to rush at this moment."
Wang Tuo exhaled, "I know, I just can't get enough of it."
When the two of them said this, Wang Tuo's ears suddenly moved slightly. He immediately shut up, jumped off the table, and shrank back into his nest.
Immediately afterwards, a female voice was heard from outside the door, with surprise in her voice.
"Xiang family sister, you are back?"
Widow Wang walked in carrying a basket. Xiang Sheng quickly stood up to greet her and said with a smile, "Auntie, it's me. I just got back today."
"Oh my! Why didn't you write to let me know before you came back? I could have cleaned up for you in advance."
Widow Wang said this, and took a look at the calligraphy studio. Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Your room..."
"On the way back, I happened to meet Mr. Luo's distant relative."
Xiang Sheng smiled gently, "He's quick on his feet, so I asked him to take a message to Boss Luo first, asking him to paint the wall for me in advance. I've already found someone to take care of it, so I won't trouble you any more."
Widow Wang suddenly realized and said with a stern face, "Sister Xiang, you're not right. One more person means more strength, right?"
Widow Wang took a look around the room and changed the subject: "But your room is very clean. Boss Luo has put a lot of effort into it.
When Boss Luo first came, I thought he had feelings for you. But since you left three years ago, he's been here running the winery. He's a very honest person and a good man..."
Xiang Sheng listened quietly, without any sign of impatience, occasionally interjecting a word or two with a smile.
Widow Wang was chatting, but secretly she was sizing up Xiang Sheng.
It's not like the city out here. After three years of wind and rain, even the most beautiful woman will turn into a wild flower.
The girl had been gone for three years, but her face was still as white and tender as before, so delicate that it looked as if she could be blown away by a baby. She probably just went back to her hometown.
This wealthy family takes good care of themselves. I wonder how old the girl from the Xiang family is this year.
She was curious but didn't ask.
There are a lot of bad things happening in wealthy families. She had seen a lot of things when she went to their houses to slaughter pigs and sheep before, so she naturally knew which questions to ask and which questions not to ask.
After chatting for a while, Widow Wang left, not forgetting to give Xiang Sheng a basket of freshly cut pork before leaving.
The calligraphy studio became quiet. Xiang Sheng sat back at the table, picked up his brush and carefully dotted the hairs around the character "王". Soon, a lifelike tiger head appeared on the paper.
Wang Tuo watched from the side, nodded repeatedly with satisfaction, and immediately started praising him non-stop.
"Sister Sheng, I haven't seen you for three years. Your painting skills have improved!"
"Sister Sheng, let me just say that your painting skills are truly earth-shattering and can move the gods and ghosts to tears."
"If you ask me, it's no exaggeration to say that he's the best in the world!"
"Hey, did you draw this stroke crookedly?"
"Sister Sheng, this rice paper is quite large. Why did you draw such a small tiger? How about I transform into my original form and you draw it again?"
"This...this, this, a cat bed?!"
"Sister, you've gone too far!"
"I've told you so many times, I'm not a cat!"
“…”
Luo Hai stood by the door holding a jar of wine, listening to the increasingly angry voices from inside the room. It was not right to go in, nor was it right not to go in.
As he listened, a hint of thought flashed across his eyes.
During the past three years, he occasionally went out and inquired about the name "Xiang Sheng". He found out that the famous Empress Sheng Ji's original name was Xiang Sheng.
Since she is favored by Senior Hu, this Miss Xiang is most likely the reincarnation of Empress Sheng Ji.
Senior Hu must have had a very close relationship with Empress Shengji during her lifetime. Only in this way can we explain why Senior Hu treated a mortal so well.
Luo Hai thought about it and couldn't help sighing.
Although Senior Hu had been with him for three years, all the words he had said to him combined were not as many as what he had said in just a short while.
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