Now That's What You Call Handsome, Heh

Three days later.

Immortal Mansion Continent, Chenliu Commandery.

There was something strange about the place name. When he had first arrived, Lu Bei had seriously suspected that he had fallen under the Mother Dragon's illusion. With the prime minister on his mind, he saw the prime minister everywhere.

The five who had gone their separate ways reunited, each bringing back intelligence.

First were King Yuanji and Gu Yuanping. The two had searched the seas for Longevity Gate on Lone Lamp Island and obtained one piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

The good news was that Dragon King Ao Yi had not lied.

The bad news was that Longevity Gate was truly gone.

Lu Bei had not been idle in Chenliu Commandery either. He had abandoned the luxury car that stood a full head taller than him and spent three consecutive nights visiting places of wine, women, and song to listen to music.

It was not that he coveted the local flavor. Although some of that flavor was indeed quite "flavorful," putting himself in their shoes, those women could not compare even to Lord Xinli, let alone his big brother Fox Three.

If he had truly been interested, he should have stayed inside for three days without stepping out.

Places of pleasure were a mixed bag, frequented by wealthy merchants who tossed gold around like dirt. Merchants who traveled north and south had the best-informed channels. Lu Bei rented a top star, stroking her little hand while listening to them discuss everything under the sun, occasionally chiming in to keep the conversation from veering off course.

The intelligence was excessively complicated, but after sorting through it, it boiled down to two points.

First, the Immortal Mansion Continent was neither particularly large nor particularly small. Compared to Wu