"Hey—don't go!"
"Brother Dou, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Stay and chat with your colleague a little longer! Those heroic tales of how you swept through the Border Wasteland back then—"
No matter how Jiang Wang shouted, Dou Zhao never looked back again.
Leaving behind only the words, "Something's come up," he departed and never returned.
Jiang Wang's mood improved considerably.
So much so that when he saw Zuo Guangshu, the smile still had not left his face.
Zuo Guangshu eyed him suspiciously. "You got sweet-talked and you're still this happy?"
"Today, he could only try to borrow my reputation, and he didn't even manage that. Once our friendship grows deeper, if he tries to sweet-talk me again, it won't stop at this." Jiang Wang smiled leisurely. "I've stopped the breach at the ant hole. Why shouldn't I be happy?"
"That does make a lot of sense... but I still feel like that's not all there is to it." Zuo Guangshu chuckled. Seeing Jiang Wang happy, he found himself happy as well. "Come on. Let's go to Huangliang Terrace."
Jiang Wang affectionately patted his arm. "I brought some specialties from the Demon Realm as gifts. Let me first pay a visit to the Duke of Huai and the Princess."
The gift he had prepared for the Duke of Huai was a spiritual feather from a true demon of the Featherfolk. It had been fashioned into a feathered arrow to adorn a martial bow.
The gift for Princess Yuyun of Great Chu was a complete Dusk-Snow Begonia, still wrapped in soil from the Demon Realm. This plant grew in the Demon Realm, and because it preserved one's appearance, it was often used to make beauty-preserving pills.
But the Duke of Huai was not in Chu lands at present, so