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When Lu Ze stepped into the Tabuan, it was still brightly lit.

Even though it was late at night, there was no sign of them stopping.

The diviners and their officials were constantly analyzing the data at their respective posts, their fingers flying across the jade divination array.

Every so often, someone would combine the calculated data and hand it over to a higher-level diviner for unified calculation.

Fu Xuan's task was to perform this local integration and deduction.

She needs to filter, compare, and integrate the massive amounts of data submitted from below, draw conclusions, and then submit the results to the Grand Diviner. The Grand Diviner will then conduct a final integration and deduction of all the data submitted by diviners like her until an accurate result is obtained.

Lu Ze walked through the bustling corridor and went straight to Fu Xuan's office door. He knocked on the door, but there was no response.

He wasn't surprised; she was incredibly busy at this hour, it would be strange if she could find the time to open the door.

Lu Ze pushed the door open and went inside.

Sure enough, Fu Xuan was bent over his desk, intently calculating something, his brows furrowed. He was flipping through the Jade Star Chart in front of him with one hand, while writing rapidly on a piece of paper next to him with the other, completely unaware that someone had come in.

Several stacks of files, about half a person's height, were piled up on the corner of the table. Some of them were half-open, covered with various derivation formulas and parameters.

Lu Ze gently placed the food box on the table.

Seeing Fu Xuan's furrowed brows, he went around behind her as usual, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed his warm fingertips on her temples, slowly massaging them.

"Um……"

Fu Xuan let out a comfortable groan, and his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

She squinted, put the pen back on the pen holder, and leaned back gently in her chair to make it easier for Lu Ze behind her to hold the pen.

"You're here?"

Fu Xuan's voice was languid, a stark contrast to his earlier frantic writing on the dossier.

You're later today than yesterday.

Lu Ze's tone carried a hint of reproach, like a husband complaining about his wife coming home late, but it was full of heartache.

His thumb gently circled her temples, applying just the right amount of pressure to help her relieve the fatigue that had accumulated throughout the day.

"There's no other way. The people of Fengrao are acting strangely all the time. We have to be fully prepared, or the consequences will be unimaginable." Fu Xuan closed his eyes, putting all his weight on the back of the chair and his fingers, but his tone became serious again.

This is not an exaggeration. In the last Abundant War, the Immortal Ship Alliance lost an entire immortal ship. If a disaster of that scale were to repeat itself, the alliance could not afford it.

Lu Ze moved his hand away from her temple, slowly sliding down behind her ear to gently knead her fragrant shoulder.

"Ah... um..."

Fu Xuan stretched his legs under the table, his entire back pressed against the back of the chair.

The intense stimulation made her instinctively want to hide, yet she couldn't bear to. Her body swayed back and forth between fleeing and staying a few times, but in the end, she completely surrendered.

"Lu Ze, who taught you this technique? How come you're so skilled?"

Fu Xuan asked, his eyes half-closed, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"An old lady taught me this so that I could help her relieve her headaches after she had a hangover," Lu Ze recalled, his hands moving without pausing for a moment.

"Does your grandmother still drink heavily at her age?" Fu Xuan turned his head slightly, his voice tinged with curiosity. Lu Ze rarely mentioned his life before he transmigrated, and when he did, he only spoke of it briefly.

Lu Ze shook his head, not continuing the topic. Fu Xuan understood something from his silence and didn't press the matter further.

After a moment, Lu Ze released her shoulder and reached out to open the food box on the table. The moment the lid was lifted, a rich aroma wafted out.

"Are you done with work? Let's grab a late-night snack."

"I still have some data that I haven't checked."

Fu Xuan glanced at the stack of unprocessed files spread out on the table, then at the delicious-looking late-night snack in the food box, and made a decision in less than a second.

"You feed me."

She looked up at Lu Ze, her tone slightly coquettish, a stark contrast to the person who had been frowning amidst the piles of files just moments before.

They had been living together for almost a year and had long been used to each other's presence. Fu Xuan was no longer shy about him feeding her late-night snacks.