The Fatty looked at the tiny bear-shaped biscuit, which was smaller than his pinky.
He wondered whether he should eat it or not.
It wouldn't keep him full at all!
"Knock, knock, knock!"
While the Fatty was still debating, someone knocked on the door.
His face lit up. "It must be Zhang Banxian. He's back."
"I'll get it!"
The Fatty set down the biscuit and hurried out to open the door.
He was about to say, "Zhang Banxian, you're finally back! I missed you so much."
But when he saw the person in a postal uniform, the words caught in his throat.
Instead, he asked, "What do you need?"
"Is this Jiang Chen's house? I have a letter for him."
The Fatty was a little puzzled. Seeing the pink envelope in the postman's hand, he replied, "This is Jiang Chen's house. He's inside."
"Please give the letter to Jiang Chen."
The postman handed the letter to the Fatty, then went on to deliver the next one.
Watching the postman walk away, the Fatty couldn't help wondering what era they were living in. People still sent letters?
And the pink envelope looked like a love letter.
The Fatty took the letter over to Jiang Chen and handed it to him. "Brother Chen, you got a letter!"
A letter for him?
Jiang Chen had been in this world for three years, and no one had ever sent him a letter.
It was strange to suddenly receive one now.
He looked at the pink envelope in his hand.
He tore it open and pulled out the letter.
Inside was a sheet of paper fragrant with flowers.
There was a line of poetry written on it.
"When my hair reaches my waist, Jiang Lang, will you marry me?"
The Fatty leaned over too and happened to see what it said.
The meaning was obvious. It was a love letter.
"Brother Chen, when did you get an admirer?"
"How come you never told me?"
"That's exactly what I'd like to know." Jiang Chen examined the envelope closely but found nothing unusual.
He was about to tear it up.
But the Fatty stopped him. "Don't, Brother Chen! It's a love letter. How can you just tear it up?"
"Someone you don't even know sent you a love letter. Don't you think that's strange?"
"I don't want to get tangled up in something this weird, and I'm not planning to date anyone right now."
With that, Jiang Chen tore up the envelope and letter and tossed them into the trash.
"The girl who secretly fell for you will be heartbroken."
The Fatty said, "My dad taught me from a young age that a good man should never make a girl sad or cry, let alone bully her."
"If you feel bad for her, why don't you go comfort her?"
"I think I'll pass. She likes Brother Chen, not me!"
The Fatty shook his head.
"With your financial means, it wouldn't be hard to find a wife."
Jiang Chen already knew the Fatty came from an extraordinary background. He could even be called noble.
Just being from an Ancient Family was enough to draw countless women's attention.
"They like my money and power, not me. Why would I want those gold diggers?"
The Fatty spoke firmly. "When the time comes, I'll find a wife I like, who genuinely likes me too."
"Fine!"
Jiang Chen didn't want to keep discussing the subject.
He had no plans to date for now, and he certainly wouldn't accept anyone else.
Right now, becoming stronger was what mattered most to him.
He had to become strong enough to kill every demon in the world at will.
Otherwise, if he lost his life, how could he love anyone?
"Fatty, I'm back!" Zhang Banxian called from outside as he knocked on the door.
"Zhang Banxian's back! I'll get it!"
The Fatty's eyes lit up, and he ran out.
When he opened the door, he saw Zhang Banxian carrying so many bags that he could barely hold them all. "You bought this much?"
"With four people, plus that greedy beast of yours, we'll finish it all easily."
Bai Ze heard this from inside the Fatty's Pet Space and leaped out in annoyance.
"Who are you calling greedy? This is a perfectly normal appetite!"
"You eat a whole pile of food, enough to finish a cow, and that's normal?"
"You've nearly eaten all the rice at Uncle-Master Jiang's house, and you still say your appetite is normal?"
Bai Ze was displeased. "I'm a beast, not a person! This is how much I normally eat. How does that make me greedy?"
"Then eat more. I bought you lots of things you like!"
Bai Ze sniffed. Everything smelled delicious. Its eyes immediately sparkled like diamonds. "Fried chicken! Meat! I want some!"
"It's all yours!"
With that, Zhang Banxian set most of the food he was carrying on the table and beckoned Bai Ze over.
"Then I won't hold back!"
Bai Ze grabbed a fried chicken and started gnawing on it.
The Fatty felt a little embarrassed. His Contract Beast was being fed at someone else's expense.
And Bai Ze had such a huge appetite. Honestly, unless you were rich, you couldn't afford to raise it.
"Don't be embarrassed. I'm just treating it to a couple of meals. After that, it's your turn to feed it. With an appetite like that, it eats more than a pig. I bet you're the only one who can afford to keep it."
"Arf, arf!"
Bai Ze's mouth was full of chicken, so it made a muffled noise, meaning that it wasn't a pig.
"Stop talking and eat. I'm going to cook."
"Uncle-Master Jiang wants fish-fragrant shredded pork. I bought the ingredients."
"I'll help."
The Fatty glanced at Bai Ze, then secretly slipped a chicken leg into his mouth and followed Zhang Banxian to the kitchen.
Bai Ze saw the whole thing.
It let out a series of muffled barks to protest.
That was its food, and the Fatty was stealing it from his own Contract Beast.
Didn't he have any self-respect? Wasn't he ashamed?
The Fatty patted Bai Ze's head and whispered, "Xiao Bai, I was really hungry, so I only ate one chicken leg. You won't be mad, will you?"
What could Bai Ze say? The chicken leg was already in the Fatty's stomach. Could it make him spit it out?
All it could do was keep angrily gnawing on the fried chicken to show how unhappy it was.
"I'm going to help Zhang Banxian cook. Take your time eating!"
The Fatty eyed the other chicken leg greedily, but Bai Ze guarded it with a little paw, making its message clear: Mine. This is mine.
"All right, if you don't want me to have it, I won't eat it!"
The Fatty rubbed his stomach, which had only grown hungrier from watching Bai Ze eat, and went to the kitchen.
Jiang Chen could hear clattering from the kitchen.
Zhang Banxian said irritably, "Fatty, do you even know how to cook? Why did you bring me the vegetables without washing them?"
"Ah, they looked clean, so I thought they didn't need washing!"
"Obviously you have to wash them. They've got pesticides on them. If you eat them, you'll get sick. Don't you know that's common sense?"
"I'll wash them right now!"
"You've got a pretty good friend."
Hearing the voice outside, Jiang Chen hadn't expected Ghost Child to show up again.
He looked at Ghost Child. "You do like appearing out of nowhere."
"No one but you is qualified to see me!" Ghost Child said arrogantly. "I'm one of the Hundred Ghosts, a being who has existed since ancient times. What right would an ordinary person have to see me?"
Jiang Chen didn't respond. Instead, he asked, "What are you here for?"
"I heard from the Hundred Ghosts that the old hag is going to send you a love letter. Whatever you do, don't open it!"
"What if I already opened it?"
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