I Can See Your Combat Power

If Xu Shuhui had not taken away those powerful spirit beasts from the mansion, perhaps they could have organized a transport team that could fly, but now the Spirit Beast Garden in the mansion was left with only a few kittens, and wanting to do such a feat was beyond their abilities. As a steward who had managed the affairs of the mansion for over fifteen years, Chang Fu couldn’t think of any other method to procure grain.

Given the current scenes of massive floods outside, except for the warriors of the Fierce Realm, it was almost impossible for anyone to move a step. Even some small warships could easily be hit by a giant tree carried by the flood if they were not careful, opening up a huge hole. Under such circumstances, finding enough food to feed a million people was like a fool’s dream.

Looking at the disbelieving expression on Chang Fu’s face, Tang Luo felt that he needed to impart some knowledge to his family.

“Come here, please. Uncle Fu, bring all the supplies given by the people together. I must show you what real skills are!” With pride written all over his face, Tang Luo crossed his arms over his chest. If he didn’t show his family what he was capable of, they might think he could only fight.

This sudden invitation to display skills made Chang Fu smile. He could only respectfully say, “Young Master, if you are so interested, it is not my place to refuse. However, this trip back is to fetch some spiritual food beast meat for the front line. As you know, the Master almost resides at the flood control frontline now, and the spiritual food beast meat provided by our clan does not suit his taste. I have to deliver the food prepared by the small kitchen to him.”

Since the outbreak of the flood, the northern mountains had started emergency flood control work. As the head of the Martial Hall, Tang Sen was naturally at the forefront of the flood control, performing the duty of a hundred people either in building dikes, building dams, or dealing with the diversion of the flood.

On the rescue front, he was one of the few warriors who could jump into the floodwaters without being affected. All warriors who have worked with him fully agreed with Tang Sen’s leadership.

Along the entire flood control frontline stretching dozens of li, cheers would follow wherever Tang Sen was, as if he had already solved the flood crisis.

But the flood control stations in the outer region of the northern mountains were far more than dozens, and it took a whole day for Tang Sen to stay in each for a while. Fortunately, the warriors of the Fierce Realm were extremely energetic, and a few rounds of cultivation could restore their energy. However, as a dual-bloodline warrior, Tang Sen couldn’t just digest the spiritual energy. He also needed to consume a lot of Spiritual Food. The clan would certainly not skimp on his food, but he was not fond of the Spiritual Food beast meat arranged by the clan and frowned every time he ate.

Although Tang Sen didn’t say it, Chang Fu knew at one glance that it was because he was not satisfied with the food. That’s why he came back to get some food prepared by his own home and planned to do so daily.

While the two were talking, four youths carrying two giant food boxes came out. Although Tang Luo regretted that he could not show his skills to his family, the most important thing was to let his family eat well. Despite his mother, Xu Shuhui, often saying that his father, Tang Sen, found every food tasted the same, in reality, Tang Sen had high requirements for the preparation of Spiritual Food and beast meat. Otherwise, he would not have set up a special hunting team and ranch.

The mansion’s cold storage was filled with one million jin of beast meat, which was all from specific parts of specific ferocious beasts, showing how picky Tang Sen was about food. The Spiritual Food beast meat supplied by the clan must be excellent, but the group of chefs didn’t understand his father’s eating habits, so it was inevitable that he wouldn’t like it.

Thinking that his father didn’t eat well at the front line all these days, Tang Luo quickly said to Chang Fu, “Uncle Fu, you go ahead and don’t worry about me.” Chang Fu nodded, first took the giant food boxes from the youths, turned his head and said to Tang Luo, “Young Master, the supplies sent by the people are stored in the N0.9 warehouse in the South Wing. I will have She Niang take you there later. Is that alright with you?”

“Thanks, Uncle Fu.”

After the steward left with the two giant food boxes, She Niang led Tang Luo to the warehouse in the South Wing and then retreated.

In a short while, Tang Luo came out of the empty warehouse with his hands behind his back, heading directly for the front hall. Checking the time, Hua Ji should be arriving.

Sure enough, Hua Ji, the manager of Star Pavilion, was sitting in the front hall, gazing at the rising steam from the tea in front of him with distant eyes, lost in thoughts but full of desolation.

As soon as Tang Luo entered the hall, he asked upon seeing Hua Ji’s strange appearance, “Why such an expression, have you been wronged?”

The sudden sound in the quiet room startled Hua Ji. Seeing Tang Luo has arrived, he quickly rose to pay respect, “Young Master….”

“No need to pay respect, sit, sit.” Tang Luo cut off Hua Ji and sat in the chair opposite him. He asked caringly, “Seeing you with such a sorrowful look, is there a problem you can’t solve?”

If there was one person who was most important to him right now, it was Hua Ji. Apart from his loyalty, the way Hua Ji had managed Star Pavilion in the past two years had given him a stable rear, his importance to him was comparable to Chang Fu’s to Tang Sen.

“Thank you for your concern, Young Master. There is no problem I can’t solve. It’s just… it’s just…” Hua Ji waved his hand to indicate everything was normal but hesitated to speak. His perplexed expression full of curiosity but also fear of asking questions made Tang Luo frown. Tang Luo said seriously, “If you have a question, just ask. Remember, my steward can’t be shy.”

If he had to guess what his subordinates were thinking all the time, when there were more people in the future, he wouldn’t have to work, and just guess their thoughts every day. He must nip this trend that increased communication costs in the bud.

“I…I just wanted to ask..” Hua Ji asked carefully, “WilLWill Star Pavilion be rebuilt?”

From the start of the flood to today, two months had passed. He was thinking about this all the time. He was promoted from a servant to the manager position of Star Pavilion by Tang Luo. It was a meteoric rise.

But this immediate promotion was also controversial among many people in the mansion. That was the reason why he preferred to stay in the pavilion rather than returning to the mansion.

Everyone there respected and adored him, making him feel like an important manager. But the sudden flood had completely inundated Xiling, meaning that there is no more Star Pavilion.

If there was no Star Pavilion, was there a need for the Star Pavilion’s manager to exist? He had been thinking about this question for days. The sense of gain and loss made him almost go mad. Although his wife always comforted him, saying that as long as the young master assigned him work, it meant he was valued, he could not feel assured.

The flood not only drowned Star Pavilion but also seemed to bury his confidence in the mud. He felt that he had become the old servant Aji again from two years ago.

Seeing Hua Ji’s look of anxiety, Tang Luo quickly answered, “Of course, Star Pavilion will be rebuilt!”

Hearing the confirmative answer, Hua Ji was thrilled. He seemed to come back to life in an instant. He laughed and said, “Really! Great! Long live young master!”

“Alright, don’t be happy now. I have a question for you!” Tang Luo stopped Hua Ji’s inexplicable excitement and asked calmly, “How many faces and names can you remember at once?”