The Demon Lords-Chapter 777 - 170 Drunk _2

That would also add twenty-one adult members to the wild people, and then it's the chicken-and-egg cycle. In short, by this calculation, the Eldest Prince could be said to have destroyed an entire wild people tribe! Of course, such teasing was only appropriate if kept to oneself for amusement, and certainly not to be said in the Eldest Prince's presence.

"Lord, this gift is truly too extravagant."

Eunuch Liu, the one who had announced the imperial edict, was considered one of the more senior eunuchs in the palace.

"Eunuch Liu, you came from afar; it must have been arduous. This little token is as it should be."

Eunuch Liu covered his mouth, chuckled, and said, "HEHEHE. Then I'll accept it on behalf of the Sixth Prince."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fan squinted slightly but just nodded without any visible reaction. He couldn't be sure if Eunuch Liu was speaking truth or lies, but he didn't really need to confirm either.

But after these incidents, Zheng Fan felt he should reassess his "good brother" with a fresh perspective. He used to feel a bit guilty and embarrassed for always milking him dry, but now it seemed that Ji Chengjue might have deliberately let go, let go, and let go again. He probably just wanted to get rid of what he had, and throwing it to Zheng Fan was better than tossing it in a trash can—at least he'd get some reaction. As the saying goes, with loss comes gain.

Xiazi had once investigated and said that the Sixth Prince's matriarchal clan, the Min Family, was, in their early years, a figure similar to Shen Wansan during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, their ending was also quite similar to Shen Wansan's. For a merchant, no matter how big your business, if you don't understand politics, you're bound to fail. Ji Chengjue might have inherited some of the Min Family's legacy, but could anyone accuse him of not understanding politics? Thinking about it, it was rather interesting. In his own poverty-stricken days, he had thought of finding a down-and-out, idle prince to secure his first pot of gold. He had actually struck it rich, quite possibly encountering a true dragon lying low in the deep.

However, he had not been entirely alert. Siniang, on the other hand, had already made arrangements. She appointed people from the Wen Family to core positions in Shengle City, rather than placing the stewards sent by Chengjue in key positions.

The Eldest Prince finally arrived, followed by a long line of carriages. Zheng Fan formally bid them farewell. After exchanging some more pleasantries, he escorted them for another ten miles before finally turning his horse back.

Upon returning to his secondary residence, lunch had already been served. Zheng Fan ordered the King of the Wild People to be brought to him.

Soon, the King of the Wild People was there. Xue Three informed him that his own master wished to invite him for a meal.

Then, the King of the Wild People saw a long, pieced-together table. The style of the table was actually quite similar to the long tables used by nobles for dining in some Western movies.

Lord Zheng sat facing south, with the King of the Wild People opposite him. Xue Three and Fanli stood to Lord Zheng's left and right.

Safety. Safety. Maintaining a safe distance—it is very important! No matter how cautious you are when dealing with the King of the Wild People, it's not too much. Didn't Situ Lei's lifelong reputation end up ruined at the hands of this King of the Wild People?

"Lord, Little Dog offers you a toast." After his chains were unlocked, the King of the Wild People raised his cup in a distant toast.

The table was indeed very long.

Zheng Fan also picked up the wine cup before him, swirled the contents, then took a small sip—a token gesture.

The King of the Wild People picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, placed it in his mouth, and chewed with great enjoyment. It was clear he had endured a truly hard time recently.

Due to a hangover, Zheng Fan wasn't very hungry and just quietly sipped the chicken soup from his bowl.

Seeing this, the King of the Wild People chuckled and then began to feast.

Discussing matters wouldn't interfere with the time for a meal. General Zheng, however thrifty he might be, wouldn't go so far as to be stingy with a full meal.

About twenty minutes later, seeing the King of the Wild People was finally full, had put down his chopsticks, and was starting to pat his belly, Zheng Fan also picked up a white cloth from the table and dabbed the corners of his mouth.

This gesture also slightly surprised the King of the Wild People.

At this point, Ke brought up two cups of tea, one for the King of the Wild People and one for Zheng Fan.

The King of the Wild People picked up his teacup, took a sip, and praised, "Good tea."

Zheng Fan picked up his teacup and took a sip. Then, "GHKK... HAAK... PTOOEY!" He spat the rinsing tea into the small copper basin Ke held in her other hand.

"..." The King of the Wild People was speechless.

After the meal, Zheng Fan leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze level with the King of the Wild People.

Xiazi wasn't here, so this first round of confrontation had to be led by Zheng Fan himself. Liang Cheng was not suitable for this job. He could fight wars, but he wasn't very skilled in interpersonal communication; that was why his comic prequel mentioned that his character, by stubbornly refusing to submit, had brought about his own downfall. Fanli, that simple fellow, was also not suited for dialogue; Zheng Fan was afraid Fanli might choke the King of the Wild People to death with his words. As for Xue Three... hmm, his presence here would be an affront to their dignity.

The King of the Wild People, having eaten and drunk his fill, was also ready. Tears immediately began to fall.

Without any emotional buildup or using a garlic clove to rub his eyes, he went into his act immediately.

"Lord, I... I... I'm having such a hard time."

Seeing this, Zheng Fan suddenly felt he had found a high-level sparring partner for an acting scene.

Zheng Fan didn't rush to speak but let the King of the Wild People continue his performance.

The King of the Wild People whimpered for a while. Finally, seeing that Zheng Fan didn't respond, he immediately stopped.