Jiangbei City.
Heavenly Palace Tower, Artists' Dormitory.
The entire building lay in a frozen Time Dimension, infinitely close to time standing still.
It was also protected across the spatial dimension.
So, for the moment, none of them knew what was happening outside.
Inside the dormitory.
"Who's Shanji?"
Yang Xiaobing asked.
Zhao Afei poked his head out of the kitchen, looking mysterious.
"The guy out on the Balcony, enjoying the breeze."
The three women looked toward the Balcony together.
Zhang Pengcheng had already started a livestream and was saying:
"Everyone, this is Heavenly Palace Entertainment's Artists' Dormitory. Today I'll show you around the Balcony."
"..." The three women fell silent.
Jiang Xueyao casually formed a Mystic Art, reached out, and drew Zhang Pengcheng's phone into her hand. Then she ended the livestream.
"Hey, Yiyi, why'd you turn off my phone?" Zhang Pengcheng hurried inside.
"Why is he Haonan?" Lu Yiyi asked, gesturing toward the kitchen.
"That's a long story..."
Zhang Pengcheng told them what had happened.
All three women looked thoroughly impressed, then turned toward the kitchen together.
Zhao Afei was fumbling with bowls and chopsticks as he scooped noodles from the pot.
"So Zhao Afei still doesn't know His Highness's true identity?"
Jiang Xueyao asked.
"Right," Zhang Pengcheng said.
"Then why are you called Shanji?" Lu Yiyi asked curiously.
"I..."
With the Commandery Princess right in front of him, Zhang Pengcheng didn't dare fool around. Unable to invent an excuse, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Because I look like a pheasant!"
The women covered their mouths and stared at him.
Well...
They couldn't say he was wrong!
Emptiness flickered.
A young man appeared on Snack Street behind Heavenly Palace Tower.
Xu Yuan.
He went straight to the twenty-four-hour convenience store by the road to buy Oyster Sauce.
"Xu Chengan...