The Great Seminary

Chapter 418 Portrait
Seeing that Guan Xihui had easily guessed Shen Shijing's background, Zhang Gui smiled and nodded, saying:

"She is Shen Shijing."

Old Guan, although you two have never met before, one of you is a royal princess from the Hanli royal family, the second island nation overseas of Dongshengzhou, and she is a hidden, exiled royal princess.
One of them was a notorious, clandestine pirate in the East Inner Sea.

They were all like spiders weaving webs, so it wasn't surprising that they had heard of each other even though they had never met.

But they recognized you at a glance; they had obviously seen the portrait before and remembered it.

You only guessed her because of Dr. Shen's world-renowned elegance and beauty; that's rather inferior.

"In the end, I'm just a pirate at sea, while they, even in exile, are still a powerful maritime nation that failed in its struggle for succession..."
Upon hearing this, Kanai Teru argued back with a half-sentence, but then realized that his words were meaningless and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, I may seem smart, but I actually live a life of ignorance."

He didn't strive for competitiveness when he should have, but only became competitive again when everything else had lost its meaning.

Zhang Gui waved his hand and said, "Aren't you now regrouping and experiencing a second spring in the 'Dragon Palace'?"

Stop dwelling on the past.

"That's right. Because Boss Yan bet on the wrong horse, he has always been willing to be Mr. Yin's lackey of the 'Dai Luo Sect,' which has angered Fairy Tao."

He was eventually hunted down and killed at the "Gate of Hell".

He Laosan possessed a trace of the ancient sea god's bloodline and cultivated the "Sea-Treading Yaksha" technique. After arriving in the "Dungeon Realm," he joined the "Dragon Palace" sect with me.

However, he was naturally brave and strong but did not know when to advance or retreat, and not long ago he was 'trapped' in battle and died at the hands of the earth demon.

Of the three brothers, only I am still alive. All the past grievances and resentments should now be forgotten.

Zhang Gui then realized that two more old friends had died, and he felt a pang of sadness.

After chatting and reminiscing with Kansai for a while, the two left the parking lot and strolled around, taking in the sights and sights of Kunlun City.

As a result, it was discovered unintentionally that the valley was full of pedestrians, and at first glance, it was no different from other places.

But upon closer inspection, five out of ten have subtle animal-like features in their bodies, such as fingers, toes, and ears, though these features are not very obvious.

Unknowingly, I passed by an inconspicuous hole-in-the-wall restaurant, from which wafted a sweet, caramelized aroma.

Kanai Teru patted his stomach and pointed to the 'approachable' little restaurant, suggesting:
"Longhu, we are old friends reunited, and we both know that we have met before."

Forget all that fancy stuff, let's just go with the flow and see what happens. How about this place?

"Sure, the sweet smell is so enticing, I can't even pull myself away from here."

Zhang Gui smiled and nodded, then strolled into the restaurant called "Honey-Flavored Fried Ten Delicacies" with Guan Xihui.

The shop is not large, with three rows of nine dining tables arranged horizontally and vertically.

By this time, most of the seats had been taken.

A little girl with ordinary features but exceptionally large eyes that gave her an unusually bright and intelligent look, seemingly a waitress at the restaurant, skipped and hopped over to greet them.

"This way, please, there's a menu on the table."

"Just bring us whatever your specialties are."

Kansai Teru followed the little girl toward an empty table inside;

With a smile, he took a small square gold ingot from his sleeve and handed it to her.

“We are all cultivators, with plenty of money in our pockets and not short of cash.”

"Alright, just you wait and see."

As soon as she got the gold, the young girl's face lit up with a smile, and she invited the two arrogant tourists to sit down.

He shouted loudly, "Daddy, honey-fried basil, dried dates fried with fresh fruit, honey-fried milk cheese..."

Kansai Teru turned to look at her vivid face, then suddenly lowered his voice and sighed:

"That little girl's compound eyes are unlike those of an 'ordinary person,' tsk tsk tsk, the Queen Mother of the West is said to have the bloodline of a great demon, born with a leopard's tail and tiger's teeth, so Kunlun..." "The Great Sage Confucius said:

Humans who grow up in the wilderness and do not understand ethics are considered "outcasts"; those who are "outcasts" are assimilated into human society and understand etiquette, and thus become "humans"!

It is true that in ancient times there were definitions for 'gods, demons, monsters, and monsters', but in reality, who could distinguish them so clearly?

When you transform into a shrimp demon and I into a giant statue, how much of us will we resemble humans?

Zhang Gui interrupted him, and at the same time, secretly wrote on the greasy table with his hand dipped in tea:

"In the Kunlun Secret Realm, beneath the Supreme Palace, it's best to be cautious in your words and actions."

Kanai Teru was taken aback, then chuckled and said:

"After Longhu obtained the position of the feudal lord of Xiaque, his temperament indeed became much more stable."

On the contrary, after experiencing great suffering and sorrow, this old scholar of mine has become much more 'open-minded'.

Zhang Gui chuckled, then changed the subject.
"Old Guan, when you came, you activated the magic array to 'walk,' which is obviously one of the key components."

Surely they weren't ordinary people in the 'Dragon Palace', were they?

"One of the 'Five Guard Generals' among the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it would be an overstatement to say that his status is low."

But it was all by chance that he remained loyal and devoted during the critical moment before my Dragon King ascended to the throne, which allowed him to suddenly rise to a high position.

Actually, in terms of skill alone, there hasn't been much improvement..."

Kansai Teru replied, seemingly unconcerned.

At this moment, a large, steaming, honey-glazed fried dough ball, over a foot tall, was served along with several hot dishes.

He immediately stopped chatting and started breaking the steamed bun apart.

He took one side for himself, and pushed the remaining half, plate and bowl together, in front of Zhang Gui.

"Dragon and Tiger, please."

"Speaking of being straightforward, he really is a man from the 'human world' who comes from the streets and is not pretentious."

Zhang Gui took the steamed bun and laughed heartily, "As the saying goes, eating is the most important thing."

He took a big bite, and honey dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Outside the "Honey-Flavored Fried Ten Delicacies" stall, two young men dressed in plain gray robes, whose appearances were difficult to discern as male or female, exchanged a glance upon seeing this scene, then turned and strode away.

They strolled leisurely through two market districts and climbed into an oxcart.

They sat on the floor in the carriage, each grabbed a drawing board, and began to paint.

At first, he was quite focused, but after half an hour of vividly depicting more than a dozen full-body portraits, he couldn't help but become distracted and started chatting.

"Aunt Santong is really careful in her actions. She doesn't even let us use magic or supernatural powers. We have to see it with our own eyes, remember it in our hearts, or draw it by hand."

But what's the point of going through the trouble of creating and registering names for people like that?

"Haven't you heard the saying 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation'? Perhaps a great talent will emerge from this group of people in the future."

"You're just trying to provoke me by arguing with me, aren't you?"

Hearing his companion's argument, a young man in a gray robe shook his easel, revealing a portrait of Zhang Gui with a stern face.

"Among all the 'people' we've registered, this one is already the most outstanding."

He can't even eat a simple steamed bun properly, clearly unable to resist his cravings. Even if he were given great supernatural powers, could he control them?

Haven't you heard the story of the ancient god 'Tablet of Destiny' from Xihe Continent?

(End of this chapter)