The Demon Lords

Chapter 1001 - 232: Min Clan_2

As the Demon King, you can choose not to do anything and just lie there while time passes peacefully;

But if you decide to take action, you must not make any mistakes.

However, Zheng Fan didn’t make things difficult for Xue Three and just calmly said:

"Get up, it’s fine."

Because no one can plan without any errors, Xue Three was focusing on the movements of the nearby Chu State troops. To put it bluntly, even if the Fan Family or the troops from the forts along this line decided to take action, as long as Lord Zheng’s men weren’t poisoned, there would be no problem ensuring Lord Zheng’s safety. At the very least, they could escape.

But no one expected a bandit leader to step forward and fire the first arrow of Chu region’s resistance against the invaders.

Xue Three didn’t put on airs, stood up, and said:

"My lord, this is a property of the Fan Family, and all their people have withdrawn from here. It’s under our control now, and the Fan Family is very proper.

The Fan Family even informed us in advance that later, the head of the Fan Family will come with his family to pay respects to you, my lord."

Very proper;

This is Xue Three’s evaluation of the Fan Family people.

On the road of being traitors to Chu, the Fan Family people profoundly illustrate what high-quality traitors are, giving Lord Zheng, this Yan bastard under Lord Jingnan, a feeling of "feeling at home."

Withdrawing their own people and having the family head personally bring his family over shows great courage;

Wow,

To be honest,

Zheng Fan himself couldn’t do it.

All officers entered the residence to bolster Xue Three’s defense arrangements; Zheng Fan himself also entered the residence, where food supplies of rice, flour, oil, and even new bedding were prepared.

Siniang opened a jar of tea, sniffed it, and said:

"My lord, it’s Daze Fragrant Tea."

In Zheng Fan’s understanding, Daze refers to a vast swamp filled with mystery, with rumors of demonic beasts lurking within.

There’s also a legend in Chu that when the first Duke of Chu opened the frontier following the Xia emperor’s order, a Fire Phoenix emerged from the depths of Daze, becoming the Duke of Chu’s steed to help him drive out the Shanyue tribes.

Daze Fragrant Tea, a renowned tea from the depths of Daze, grows there where toxic miasma pervades. Every year, countless tea pickers die or get injured gathering this tea.

Therefore, this tea is extremely precious.

The room’s decor is only considered elegant, with nothing notably valuable, but it’s not so spartan as to seem impoverished. Only this large jar of tea leaves here truly showcases the owner’s genuine luxury and importance.

Such details make Zheng Fan very comfortable, or rather, every guest will feel very comfortable being entertained here.

But Lord Zheng is ultimately a disruptor of tranquility,

The first sentence he uttered seemed somewhat inappropriate, directly shattering the tea-tasting ambiance:

He asked Siniang:

"Is it poisoned?"

Caution isn’t cowardice; truly dying without knowing why is truly frustrating.

Siniang carefully checked and confirmed:

"Rest assured, my lord, it’s not poisoned."

"Alright, then brew a pot."

"A pot?"

"Isn’t this tea very expensive?"

"It’s said even the previous emperor of Chu only indulged in a small cup before bed."

"Alright, if the Fan Family wants to show off, we’ll accept, brew it."

"Yes, my lord."

"Once brewed, let it cool and have it as iced tea."

"Okay, my lord."

Siniang began to brew the tea.

Daze Fragrant Tea lives up to its name, as soon as it was brewed, its fragrance spread instantly, refreshing the mind.

Previously, Zheng Fan thought sandalwood and incense were mere nonsense, but this time, he particularly enjoyed it.

Unknowingly, he sat on a reclining chair and fell asleep.

Why did the previous emperor of Chu have a small cup before bed?

Firstly, the tea is rare and has limited production; secondly, it has a calming and sleep-inducing effect.

Siniang didn’t fall asleep; she carried some vigilance. Simply put, trying to drug a Demon King with petty tricks is very difficult.

Mo Wan doesn’t have a body, so there’s no body to poison;

Liang Cheng is immune to all poisons, his body harboring potent Corpse Poison;

A Ming usually only drinks blood and avoids anything else;

San’er himself is a poison expert, Fanli is robust, and it wouldn’t be easy to drug him with just a small pinch.

As for Siniang,

Hey,

any woman who enjoys nightlife knows never to drink beverages offered by strangers.

Siniang continued brewing the tea, as instructed by the lord, placed it in a large basin and let it cool there.

Then,

she retrieved a blanket and gently covered the sleeping lord.

A few years ago, every time the lord went on a campaign, it was very exhausting, but now, he’s paying attention to his well-being even during battles.

In the lord’s own words, back then I fought so hard, if I still work that hard now, what was the point of those years of struggle?

This nap,

Zheng Fan slept very comfortably without dreaming.

In his perception, it felt like closing and opening his eyes, and suddenly it was dark outside.

Sitting up with a deep breath, he felt clear-minded and refreshed. Such sleep quality, though most have experienced it, is often hard to come by.

Looking back, glancing at the large basin of cooled tea beside him, Lord Zheng suddenly felt a bit of regret.

Then, Siniang entered and said:

"My lord, you are awake."

"Hmm."

"The family head Fan Zhengwen and his wife, Lady Man, have already arrived. They’ve been waiting for half an hour because you were resting, my lord."

"Let them in."

"Yes, my lord."

Soon after,

A voice of a middle-aged man echoed in the courtyard:

"This humble one, Fan Zhengwen, along with my wife, pays respects to Lord Pingye. Wishing you, Lord Pingye, health and prosperity."