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Liu Shan Men's City Manager

The atmosphere became really awkward.

Princess Hongzhuang isn't a girl of many words. My confession made her speak even less.

She was now walking in front silently, while an insolent man who had delusions for her was silently following behind her. She was very vigilant of the man.

'Why is it that I'm an insolent man, if not a pervert, when I meet this Princess…?'

"Stop!"

"What now?"

The Princess frowned and took a step back. She watched me with suspicion. She was one step away from saying 'Insolent pervert. How dare you tease this Princess on the streets? Why not go hang yourself?'

"No… I was trying to say that we've arrived."

Princess Hongzhuang was looking for Lord San Shen.

'Of course, I can't click anybody into existence for her out of thin air.'

'The simplest and most direct approach would be for me to throw on some makeup, wash off my hair dye and make an appointment to meet her. But it wouldn't be reasonable if it was so easy. Not to mention, it would be impossible to convince her.'

'How am I supposed to explain to her that I managed to find a leader of the Demon Sect so easily when I'm a disciple of Mount Daluo? She might even suspect me of trying to fool her, for all I know.'

'Secondly, the hair dye removal solution is very expensive, too!! Yes, it's true that Lao Dai runs the pharmacy, but the stuff in the medicine warehouse is reserved for the royal family. Not even he can just take them for his own use. He was nearly apprehended just a few days ago. I can't get him in trouble.'

'That's why I have to put on an act and pretend to take her around to search for information first.'

This is our destination. This is the where most of the people from the west reside in the capital.

Princess Hongzhuang couldn't help but sigh softly when we arrived.

All we saw was skin, appearances, and people dressed totally unlike locals, or even people in the Central Plains. Most of these people had incredibly white skin and distinct facial features. Some had blonde hair and green eyes. Some had black hair and thick beards. Some dressed boldly, while others dressed modestly. Their clothes were colourful.

They looked vastly different to people from the Central Plains. It feels as though you've walked into a new world when you come here. It makes you feel as if you've returned to the west.

The majority of the people here were merchants and monks from the seven nations in the west.

Lots of monks were, actually, disciples of the Divine Moon Sect. However, the situation in the seven nations of the west was different.

The main sect that the Emperor was attacking was the one Old Ximen had led. The Divine Moon Sect held different opinions and was peaceful.

Many of their disciples were monks and preachers. They were called the Bright Sect. They were members of one of the factions of the Divine Moon Sect, the Bright Moon Faction. The way they conducted themselves was also the polar opposite of Old Ximen.

The Emperor seemed to consider them a counterbalance for the Demon Sect, so he welcomed them with open arms. However, the Bright Sect was founded only twenty years ago, so their doctrine and rules were the same as the Divine Moon Sect's. Even the god they believed in and the scriptures they read were identical.

As such, everybody thought it unbelievable when they saw this group on the streets of the capital, while others were called disciples of the Demon Sect.

Besides selling various delicacies from the west, as well as strange little things, they also sold translated versions of the Divine Moon Sect's scriptures.

Bored, I picked one up to flip through. These books came from my Shifu and Old Ximen's handwriting.

The old man with a big beard selling the books revealed a mysterious smile.

In a strange tone, he said, "Chinese friend! This is our Divine Moon Sect's classic 'Red Cloud Jing'. This book is the only copy of the book. The Grand Priest himself translated it. There's even a drawing of a candied haw inside, drawn by the Grand Priest himself. Candied haws! Candied haws! It's great! It's great!"

'The Red Cloud Jing the Grand Priest's personally translated? I remember that the one my Shifu translated back then was…'

I thought to myself that this was bad. As soon as I opened it…

'Isn't this the porn my Shifu randomly drew?!'

'My eyes are burning!'

The Princess poked her head over and asked, "Is it a good read?"

"I don't understand it. I don't understand it. Let's leave it. Let's leave it. Let's hurry."

I quickly dragged the Princess off elsewhere.

She suddenly pulled back, as I was holding onto her soft white hands. She revealed an unhappy look and said, "Brother Ming… Though you might… But you and Hongzhuang have no relationship, after all. Please show some respect."

'I want to cry, but have no tears! I was trying to avoid giving you eye cancer, Miss!'

I led the Princess into a restaurant I often went to, in order to relieve the awkwardness.

You could say that this is the restaurant with the highest-quality stuff on Bright Lane. They may sell food from the west, but they have all sorts of stuff. I heard that the boss spent a lot of effort and used many means to bring the chefs of the seven nations together. And so, this place has the best dishes of the seven nations of the west.

Princess Hongzhuang continued looking around after she had sat down. Her curiosity was piqued by the things she saw, "Although I was born in the Capital, I started learning with a teacher from a young age. I travelled with Shifu to lots of places. We were usually away from the capital eight to nine months in a year. I've never been here before."

With a smile, I replied, "I had a similar experience to you, Miss Li. I heard my Shifu speak about them. I am from Nanjing, but as far as I can remember, I was on Mount Daluo in the north. I only got a chance to leave after I had grown a bit older. I only sent a foot in Nanjing at eleven or twelve."

Princess Hongzhuang smiled but didn't speak again. She didn't seem interested in what I had to say.

Sigh.

If it were not for my status as a Fum