Although Crown Prince Ji Gui was satisfied with Shang Sikong, he was very dissatisfied with his son.

He had already waited for more than half a month, yet no news had come back. This filled the heart of the Crown Prince, who was currently in charge of the Moon Clan, with anxiety due to the deep uncertainty.

Ji Gui dared not harbor any thoughts toward the distant Chang'an City. If that mysterious powerhouse was indeed a human from Earth, then any slight movement could bring disaster to the Moon Clan—a disaster that could even mean extinction. So Ji Gui needed definitive news: was the mysterious powerhouse Li Mi, or not?

Yes or no. These two simple answers would determine the Moon Clan's grand plan for its rise over the next hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand years.

Ji Gui's boundless ambition could not be allowed to stagnate because of this uncertainty.

The Crown Prince's undisguised emotions made Shang Sikong tremble. He hurriedly said, "Your Highness, my son, Shang Er, was personally named by the Moon King. He is the pride of our Moon Clan and will definitely succeed in obtaining all information about Li Mi. He may have already succeeded and is now trying to find a way to escape!"

"Oh?"

Although Ji Gui was skeptical, upon further consideration, it seemed plausible. After all, Shang Er was an accomplished cultivator. On Earth, as long as he didn't encounter those ridiculously strong Watchmen, he could do as he pleased. Investigating a single person shouldn't be a problem.

It was difficult to infiltrate Earth from the Moon, and it was even harder to return undetected. Thinking of this, he felt a bit more understanding.

"First, send the order: have the Waxing and Waning Crescent Moon Clans each dispatch one thousand elite cultivators. The moment Shang Er sends back accurate information, we will point our swords at Chang'an City!" Ji Gui narrowed his eyes.

My father has grown old, his courage shattered by that mysterious powerhouse of unknown origin. What my father cannot do, I, his son, will accomplish. The Royal Clan may be just a collateral branch driven from our ancestral lands by the Ji Family, but my surname is Ji. Ji, one of the Nine Kings! The Royal Clan is destined to rise again under my leadership, not fade into nameless oblivion in this remote star system. I, Ji Gui, will return to my homeland in glory!

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...

After a lengthy flight, Xu Lai and Ruan Tang finally reached Europe. Although it was already night in Hua Country, it was just noon in Paris.

They hailed a cab back to the hotel.

Ruan Tang took a quick shower. Although she was so tired she wanted to go straight to sleep, she forced herself to stay awake and dragged Xu Lai out shopping. She needed to adjust to the new time zone, otherwise her work over the next few days would be very difficult.

The attentive Xu Lai naturally understood her reasoning and took her soft, snow-white hands.

To Ruan Tang's astonishment, her fatigue and drowsiness suddenly… vanished!?

"Eh?" Ruan Tang said in surprise. "I don't seem to be tired anymore."

"Do you know why that is?"

"Why?"

"The power of love."

"..."

Ruan Tang broke out in goosebumps. She wriggled her hand free from Xu Lai's grip, hugging her arms and shivering. "Yikes, Xu Lai, when did you get so corny?"

That line was so outdated it sounded like something from at least twenty years ago.

Xu Lai was speechless. He said helplessly, "Alright, alright. Let's go buy our daughter a present first."

Xu Lai hadn't forgotten about the action figures.

"Mm," Ruan Tang nodded.

"Maybe we shouldn't buy one," Xu Lai mused. "After all, what Yiyi really wants is a little sister..."

Ruan Tang promptly stomped on his foot. "Shut up!"

Blushing, Ruan Tang pushed his hand away. With no real threat in her voice, she added through clenched teeth, "Say one more word, and you can book a flight back home!"

"Alright, alright." Xu Lai chuckled, strolling leisurely behind her.

GSC, as one of the big three companies from Sakura Country, was quite famous in the figurine-collecting circles of Hua Country. Its only drawback was the price; their products were too expensive. Fortunately, Ruan Tang was not short on money.

After all, the contracts Above the White Clouds had signed with major domestic and international companies this year alone would yield a net profit of at least fifty million. Even with no new partnerships, the profit over the next three years wouldn't drop below thirty million. Ruan Tang's current net worth started in the hundreds of millions, making her a bona fide tycoon. Xu Lai, with his post-tax monthly salary of just ten thousand, could truly be said to be living off her.

They swept through the figurine store located in the suburbs of the City of Romance, buying life-sized models and various one-sixth and one-seventh scale figures. In total, they spent nearly three hundred thousand.

"Mr. Xu, that's twenty-eight months of your salary," Ruan Tang said with a grin as she tucked the receipt into his pocket.

She stepped out of the store and stretched lazily, showing off her stunning figure.

On the unfamiliar streets of this foreign city, she watched the pedestrians with their blond hair and blue eyes, people of different ethnicities and skin colors. Although she spoke English, French, and several other international languages, Ruan Tang still felt unable to blend in.

Only Xu Lai, standing by her side, gave her an inexplicable sense of peace and security. With this man here… she didn't have to be afraid, no matter what danger they might face!

"Don't you have to work?" Xu Lai asked.

"Starts tomorrow," Ruan Tang raised an eyebrow. "What, are you embarrassed to be seen shopping with me?"

"Of course not," Xu Lai said hastily.

Ruan Tang pursed her lips and said no more. Instead, she took the initiative to link her arm with his, and they continued browsing the shops along the street. Since they had made their relationship official, Ruan Tang had become a little less self-conscious around Xu Lai.

But she was still just as proud, often acting standoffish to hide her true feelings.

For example, she would watch couples on the street taking pictures of each other with a clear look of longing in her eyes, but she would never take the initiative to ask Xu Lai to take her picture or suggest they take one together.

"Let's take a couple of pictures," Xu Lai suggested, pointing to a church in the distance.

"You're a grown man, why do you like taking pictures so much?" Ruan Tang rolled her eyes, but then she quickly ran to the front of the church and called out in a sweet voice, "Xu Lai, hurry up!"

Heh. Women. They say one thing but mean another.

Xu Lai smiled, took out his phone, and approached a passerby. "Hello," he said in fluent French, "could you help me and my wife take a couple of photos?"

"Of course," the passerby replied with a smile.

After a few snaps were taken, Xu Lai thanked the person. Ruan Tang stared at him, incredulous. "You know French?"

"Is it that hard?" Xu Lai asked in return. "It took me a whole three minutes to learn."

"..."

Ruan Tang was speechless. She had always thought her own talent for languages was monstrously good, capable of mastering a new language in a year. And Xu Lai? On the plane ride over, he had casually flipped through the French magazine she was reading, and now he just… knew it? His pronunciation and grammar were unbelievably flawless.

Although Ruan Tang never boasted about her linguistic talents, she now felt an inexplicable sense of defeat.

That infuriating man. How is he so good at everything he does?

Xu Lai comforted her, "Honey, don't be envious. It's just talent. I pick up everything quickly."

"Take out the 'pick up'," Ruan Tang retorted.

Xu Lai: ???

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