Who are you calling a stable boy?!

"May I ask, was it you who stopped the people in the core city that day?"

As the question left his mouth, Jingzhe stared intently at Zheng Jing's face, as if afraid of missing even the slightest change in his expression.

"Yes, it's me, Lao Zheng."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Jing answered without hesitation, as if what she had just asked was nothing more than a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

This surprised Jingzhe for a moment.

Immediately, her previously serious expression took on a more aggressive tone.

"What is your purpose in appearing in the border region of my Great Yan?"

"Ok?"

This time, Zheng Jing was taken aback.

"Isn't it common for people to come out and help their younger relatives when they encounter trouble back home?"

"Junior?"

But this answer only confused Jingzhe more.

"You mean, you have some of your... juniors on Rhodes Island?"

"Yes."

The Awakening of Insects fell silent.

Matters concerning the year are under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Household Department. Although she is the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, she is not allowed to interfere without cause.

Therefore, Jingzhe admits that her understanding of those colossal beings once regarded as gods is by no means profound.

Even if she had actually been fortunate enough to meet that person in Yumen, it would still be the same.

However, because she had met that person in Yumen, she found Zheng Jing's explanation of taking care of the younger generation believable.

After all, if it were that person, they would indeed be capable of helping a younger person they like.

However, if this explanation is accepted, it means that Rhodes Island's pharmaceutical company could mobilize the power of an avatar at any time, or even—

Jingzhe suddenly realized why the elder who came with her had told her not to have anything to do with Rhodes Island.

I'm afraid it's not just about the case from back then.

Originally, she came to find Zheng Jing only because of her sense of responsibility as an official of the Great Yan Dynasty. She believed that such a dangerous factor should not be allowed to linger on the border of the Great Yan Dynasty in an unclear manner.

But now, this question has made Jingzhe realize that Rhodes Island, a pharmaceutical company that is quite well-known internationally, is actually such a... den of dragons and tigers!

For a moment, Jingzhe, who had initiated the conversation, suddenly didn't know how to continue it.

In her heart, Zheng Jing had already confirmed his identity as the incarnation.

But so what?

He did not commit any atrocities within the territory of Da Yan. On the contrary, Zheng Jing truly solved a problem for Da Yan regarding the core city, saving countless people in Longmen from a terrible man-made disaster.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, she should not have questioned him as if he were a criminal or a thug.

"I said, Jingzhe, my dear."

Fortunately, Zheng Jing spoke up again at this moment.

"If I were to travel to Dayan, do you have any city recommendations? Beautiful scenery and delicious food would be a big plus!"

"...You mean, tourism?"

"correct."

When are you planning to visit my Great Yan... for tourism?

"That's possible. I just wanted to bring my friends here."

"...If you really want to visit my Great Yan, please be sure to contact me then."

"Oh? That would be too much trouble for you."

"It's no trouble at all."

"I didn't expect you to be such a kind-hearted girl, Jingzhe! Good! I, Old Zheng, will be your friend! Come, come—"

"This... I'm sorry, I never drink alcohol."

"No problem, no problem! Let's use tea instead of wine!"

As night deepened, Rhodes Island's dining hall remained brightly lit, the aroma of cooking wafting from the kitchen, and Zheng Jing's hearty laughter dispelling the slight chill of the night.

At the same time, Wei Yanwu's office in Longmen was also brightly lit.

"Your subordinate is incompetent; please punish me, Lord Wei!"

The old shadow guard knelt on the ground, unwilling to raise his head.

“The people from the Dali Temple are determined to see this, so how can you stop them? It’s not your fault, there’s no need to interfere like this.”

With his back to the old shadow guard, Wei Yanwu, holding a pipe, walked to the French windows and looked down at Longmen under the night sky.

Thousands of lights shine brightly, bringing peace and joy to every home.

Ok.

Wei Yanwu suddenly laughed.

"Besides, who says this is necessarily a bad thing?"

Chapter 288: Small Temple, Big Matters; Many People, Many Talk

Of course, Kal'tsit and the others could not hide the fact that Jingzhe had come to see Zheng Jing.

However, the fact that Jingzhe was able to board the ship shows that Kal'tsit must have thought of this matter beforehand, which is why she agreed to sign Jingzhe's investigation agreement.

So afterwards, it was Jingzhe who took the initiative to go and find Amiya and Kal'tsit.

Only the three of them probably know the specifics of their conversation.

However, after that conversation, Jingzhe began to appear in Zheng Jing's morning lessons.

Yes, Zheng Jing even started teaching morning exercises at Rhodes Island. The content wasn't anything special—fist techniques, staff techniques—and he would occasionally give some pointers to the operators who came to class.

Jingzhe has considerable skill in swordsmanship, and since joining Zheng Jing's morning practice, he has been one of the most proactive in requesting to spar.

Following the Chernobog incident, Rhodes Island signed a new contract with Lungmen. Therefore, Rhodes Island will remain near Lungmen until its Lungmen branch is fully operational.

Therefore, the Nine-Colored Deer, who usually only stays on the Rhodes Island main ship for one or two months, seems to be thinking of staying longer this time.

This gave Zheng Jing more opportunities to seek out her for good food.

Such leisurely days reminded Zheng Jing of the time he spent with friends at Seolleung.

However, a week later, Zheng Jing, who had helped the doctor consolidate his mastery of the Resurrection Method, prepared to go home.

It's not that I didn't like being on Rhodes Island.

Xueqing, who had just returned home, told him that something had happened.

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"Hey!"

Jumping up, Zheng Jing looked around: "Lao Qing!"

Not long after Zheng Jing called out, a figure with snow-white hair walked out from the entrance of the main hall.

"Here."

Xueqing threw the chilled ○zai milk towards Zheng Jing.

Zheng Jing reached out and took it, looking at Xue Qing with some surprise, and pointed to her hair: "How come you got it dyed after going back to your sect?"

"I've learned a new martial arts technique..."

Gently tugging at her white hair, Xueqing looked down at the strands in her hand: "Is it ugly?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jing's expression hardened, and he spoke with righteous indignation.

"No way! Our Lady Cao is naturally beautiful; she'd look good even if this stuff were dyed green!"

"...Are you praising me or insulting me?"

Xueqing glared at Zheng Jing in annoyance, but then burst out laughing herself.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Actually, I didn't intend to call you back for this. To be honest, it's just a passing fad online. By the time you're done with your work and come back, this fad might have already passed."

As she spoke, Xueqing took out her phone and opened a pink app.

There was no need to search. Perhaps it was because Xue Qing had searched before, and the big data directly showed Zheng Jing his face on the homepage.

And it's not just one.

Several videos used his face as the cover, some from the front and some from the side, and without exception, he was all grinning.

Then, in front of him, Xueqing typed "Mount Emei Monkey King" into the search bar.

This made things even more lively.

Zheng Jing even saw many parody videos based on his work.

Among these videos, several of the more popular ones have titles that reveal who the Monkey King of Mount Emei is.

It turns out that Liquan Culture and Tourism had previously filmed many promotional videos about local famous attractions and intangible cultural heritage in order to promote local characteristics.

As luck would have it, Zheng Jing, the only inheritor of the local Great Sage Opera, made a public appearance in it.

In addition, he has appeared in person multiple times in the live streams of hiking YouTuber Tang Mou...

It's true that netizens have a strong ability to gather information. According to the timeline here, it hasn't been long since the Emei Mountain incident, and they've already dug up his elementary school days when he was a model student.

This is just the situation on a certain pink-themed app.

"I asked you if you wanted to come back because Reber contacted me yesterday."

"what?"

Zheng Jing blinked at Xue Qing.

"Reiber of the cultural tourism industry?"

"if not?"

Lei Bo, referring to the cultural and tourism bureau, is the deputy director of the Liquan Cultural and Tourism Bureau. He and Zheng Jing's mother are old acquaintances.

"Hiss... He came in person?"

"No, I just called you."

Xueqing shook the phone in her other hand.

Having learned from Xueqing's experience, now whenever one of them is home, that person keeps the other's phone, so they can easily handle any calls from acquaintances.

"Simply put, it's asking if you want to contribute to the cultural tourism of our hometown and boost it with this wave of homelessness."

Zheng Jing scratched his cheek: "So... all those people outside the temple now are here to take photos?"

Xueqing shrugged.

"Alright, I'll contact Reber myself later..."

As Zheng Jing spoke, he walked towards the temple gate.

With his hearing, he had already noticed the commotion outside the door as soon as he returned.

After removing the bolt, Zheng Jing opened the door.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"Look, everyone! It's the Monkey King!"

As soon as the old temple gates opened, a chaotic cacophony of sounds, along with those holding cell phones and cameras, surged into the temple, trying to obscure Zheng Jing's view—

"What are you doing? Is this how you worship?"

"I just told you to line up!"

"Stand there!"

However, the shouts mixed with local dialects, along with the elderly people standing together, stopped all of this.

Along with these elderly people, two men in police uniforms, who were also acquaintances of Zheng Jing, were maintaining order.