In the kitchen, stared at by Noah, Liora lowered her face, embarrassed, trying to explain.
"Manor Lord, just now was a misunderstanding."
Noah firmly shook his head, face cold, replying.
"I've bullied myself too, words spoken can't be taken back. Quick, come feed me."
In the kitchen, Zhao Yu, eyes on nose, nose on heart, inwardly vowing, Know nothing.
Kim Lian winked at Liora, urging, What are you waiting for? Feed the Manor Lord quick.
Luna and Lalatina ate silently. Lalatina occasionally glanced at Noah, eating heartily, feeling both amused and irritated…
Noah, utterly triumphant.
After learning Kim Lian was at Nascent Soul stage, a level above Zhao Yu, the manor gained another female steward. She would manage the maidens and care for the manor. Zhao Yu would handle cooking and oversee the servants in this manor.
Looks like my life in this otherworld without internet isn't too boring… Today's so relaxing.
"Steward Zhao, get acquainted with Steward Kim. From now on, we're family, don't be distant."
"I'll go first."
…
As for Zhao Yu, when Steward Kim struck up conversation, he was first stunned, speechless.
A secret hidden deep in his heart. When young, Zhao Yu, with boundless talent, achieved Golden Core. During a worldly training journey, he met a kind, talented woman.
That was the first time he felt infatuation, longing, and the last time he opened his heart.
Fate decreed, she and he could never stand side by side.
The Ten Thousand Great Mountains, a holy land for cultivators.
On these mountains, seven lineages stood, each hosting a great sect with distinct traditions. Thunder God Sect, a grand sect mastering thunder and lightning, invincible strength, inherited from ancient times, with countless disciples, revered and aspired to by all.
She was the Saintess, of the noblest status in that most exalted place. Knowing his own standing, he could only bury his admiration. Later, hearing she perished, he felt lost, heartbroken. Thought this life would never see her again.
But after a hundred years, meeting her here…
In danger, she appeared before him, speaking, smiling, still so kind.
"Steward Zhao, Steward Zhao, what's wrong?"
Kim Lian had a feeling, this Steward Zhao, she had met somewhere before.
"You are Fairy Kim Lian, the former Saintess of Thunder God Sect."
Kim Lian, slightly surprised, smiled brightly, saying.
"Indeed, I am Kim Lian. I remember now, we met in the Dream Mystery Realm. You are Zhao… Yu, the century's genius of War God Palace."
Zhao Yu silent…
Kim Lian smiled, her beauty captivating.
"Friend Zhao, I once met misfortune, left with only my divine soul. Now, thanks to the Manor Lord reconstructing my body, I can live on. Steward Zhao, we're acquaintances, please look after me henceforth."
Zhao Yu looked at the goddess before him.
Reconstructing a body, now family? Manor Lord, should I resent or thank you? First, you dragged my sect into your schemes, now you bring the goddess of my heart here.
"Fairy Kim Lian, you're too polite. You saved my life once, that's why I'm here today. This small matter, no need to mention."
Suddenly, Kim Lian pulled her chair closer. Sitting beside, Zhao Yu could smell that rich, alluring fragrance, just like a hundred years ago. His heart, unable to restrain, thumped wildly.
"Friend Zhao, why are you here?"
Speaking of the present,
Zhao Yu instantly regained vigilance, scanning around, spreading divine sense, then recalling he couldn't use it… After confirming no one was near, he leaned closer. Feeling her fragrance… Zhao Yu steadied himself, speaking gravely of a serious matter.
"Fairy Kim Lian, the Manor Lord is immensely formidable. His schemes run deep, intentions hard to fathom. He's a chessmaster. At least the Five Great Dynasties are involved, my sect too, and with you here, eight parts likely Thunder God Sect will soon be drawn into this game. Fairy Kim Lian, you must be cautious."