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Chapter 569: Catching onto a Lifeline

“Let’s talk more after getting into the carriage. We two old brothers have not seen each other for a long time, so we need to properly catch up,” Mo Kongyuan said, obviously not willing to let the outsiders around them overhear too much.

“All right, we’ll talk along the way,” said Lin Cangbo, understanding Mo Kongyuan’s intentions and taking the lead in walking to the carriage.

Zhou Zhidong looked the two old men’s receding backs, with a hundred feelings enmeshed in his heart.

He had personally witnessed Xiao Tianying’s cultivation. If it was already at such a high standard, then what would his master’s cultivation be like? What about that foodie old man whom he had rolled his eyes at quite a few times along their journey? He was actually in a good relationship with both Xiao Tianying and his master... What kind of cultivation would he have?

What exactly were these people’s identities? Mister Lin, Mister Mo. Zhou Zhidong was silently repeating the names of the two old men when a possibility suddenly popped into his head and his jaw dropped open with a crack.

Good thing. It was a good thing that he had still remembered the emperor’s instructions and had not been too disrespectful to both of the people placed under his care along the way. It was just that when he thought about the many times he had rolled his eyes, Zhou Zhidong’s heart dropped again. ‘I’m not sure. Would that old man remember my enmity and avenge it?’

‘As a country’s guardian, he shouldn’t be so petty, right?’ thought Zhou Zhidong to himself in comfort, but his heart was still hanging in suspense, unable to fall back down to calmer grounds.

Ling Chuxi looked at Zhou Zhidong’s tangled expression and naturally guessed at his thoughts. So, Ling Chuxi walked to Zhou Zhidong’s side, smiled and said comfortingly, “General Zhou, all you need to do is prepare a few good meals. That is where that old man’s lifeline is.” After speaking, Ling Chuxi left without bothering about the twitching corners of Zhou Zhidong’s lips. Zhou Zhidong stood rooted to the spot, seriously pondering over Ling Chuxi’s words and finally came to the conclusion that yes, it really was the case that Mister Mo’s lifeline was food. ‘However, Miss Ling, isn’t your lifeline the same?’ wondered Zhou Zhidong as he blinked and thought about it more thoroughly and seriously.

“A Shocking Thunder Beast, it is actually a Shocking Thunder Beast!” Just at this moment, Jiang Wuhen and Li Shaoqiu, those two clowns, rushed over and made a fuss over the body of the Shocking Thunder Beast lying prone on the ground, so dead that it couldn’t possibly be any deader.

“Never thought that we would encounter a Shocking Thunder Beast in such a place. I heard that its horn is able to bring the dead back to life. Brother Jiang, do you have a knife?” asked Li Shaoqiu with shining eyes. With the knife that Jiang Wuhen brought out from who knows where, Jiang Wuhen did not use it to procure the Shocking Thunder Beast’s horn, he was instead was searching for an appropriate spot on the beast to skin it.

“Brother Jiang, what are you doing?” Li Shaoqiu asked in confusion.

“This is a Level 8 monster beast. When have you ever eaten the meat of a Level 8 monster beast? It is too much of a pity to not give it a taste. Say, do you think it will taste better roasted or stewed?” asked Jiang Wuhen in distress as he raised his head before continuing with his task at hand.

“This... Well, why don’t we eat it stewed? The meat does look a little old,” said Li Shaoqiu after thinking for half a day as he stared, tongue tied at the sight of Jiang Wuhen’s handiwork.

Ling Chuxi’s forehead was covered in black lines. ‘You guys ate such a big table of food and yet you’re still not full, you’re still thinking of eating? Fine. Eat. Just eat to death.’

However, honestly speaking, Ling Chuxi was actually also quite interested in the meat texture of a Level 8 monster beast.

Too lazy to be bothered with these two clowns, Ling Chuxi cut off the beast’s horn and brought it to her reach with a single swipe of her sword, then returned to her carriage. Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, bringing the horn along was not a bad thing in the end. If it were true, then she had made a gain, if it was false, then she could still use the horn for research and herbal concoctions.