"All right, forget it if you won't say." Lu Sheng did not press further.
"Be sure to remember. I have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first. As for Xiang Hong Fei, I've already settled it for you," Zhong Xiu added before leaving.
"Xiang Hong Fei?" Lu Sheng immediately recalled the relevant memories.
The original owner of this body had loved eating to an extreme. Some time ago, for the sake of food, he had specifically sent men to snatch Xiang Hong Fei—the daughter of Xiang Zhuan Yu, hailed as the greatest chef under heaven—and bring her back, all so she could cook exclusively for him.
Unfortunately, Xiang Hong Fei herself possessed a face that put flowers to shame and moon to blush, and she was also an official disciple of one of the Sixteen Sects. The incident had caused no small stir at the time.
Fortunately, the Green Dew Altar was overwhelmingly powerful, far beyond the low-ranked Flying Swan Gate behind Xiang Hong Fei.
So if Zhong Xiu said it had been settled, it meant the Flying Swan Gate had most likely given up Xiang Hong Fei, with both sides reaching a compromise.
"This is quite a high starting point." Lu Sheng watched Zhong Xiu's departing figure and could not help sighing inwardly.
The moment he descended, his father was already one of the foremost experts under heaven. He had wealth, power, influence—everything he could want.
Thinking of this, Lu Sheng felt somewhat helpless.
With a starting point like this, there's hardly any motivation. As for how to gather God-Entrusting Power, I'll have to think it through carefully.
Clap, clap.
He lightly clapped his hands. At once, a Bluish-Green beautiful shadow slowly emerged and stood respectfully a short distance from his side.
"This servant, Green Robe, greets