Fang Yun walked beneath Ning'an City's autumn sky with Ao Huang in human form, relaxed and carefree.
After finishing the first volume of the first part of History of the Ancient Demons, Fang Yun finally felt an unprecedented wave of exhaustion. He held out for several days, but when he truly could not keep going, he gave himself an entire day off on the fourth day of the ninth month and toured Ning'an City incognito.
The results of his incognito inspection were excellent. The local thugs and hooligans all kept their heads down, while the people lived in peace and worked contentedly. A festive air filled the city.
Fang Yun bought two fine pots of chrysanthemums along the way and headed toward the county offices, balancing one pot in each hand, a paper parcel hanging at his waist. Ao Huang walked with his head lowered, holding an identical parcel in his left hand and continually pulling pieces of chicken from it with his right.
"The old Yang Family's smoked chicken is so good..." Ao Huang muttered as he ate.
When they returned to the rear residence, Fang Yun had not even entered the door before a white blur flashed over and snatched his paper parcel. A moment later, Nunu appeared on the courtyard's stone table and began happily savoring the smoked chicken, without even offering a greeting.
"You little glutton!" Fang Yun shook his head, set the chrysanthemums beside the flower bed, and smilingly discussed what to have for dinner with Yang Yuhuan.
Just as they were discussing whether to eat Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng or Jade Emperor Fish, Fang Yun's Official Seal suddenly gave off violent fluctuations, shattering the peaceful moment.
Fang Yun immediately grasped his Official Seal, but in that single breath, two more urgent messages arrived.
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