Chapter 657: Chapter 157: Good Dreams Are Easiest to Wake From, Since Ancient Times Joyful Gatherings Lead to Bitter Partings [Ten Thousand Words]_6

The entire Guardian Hall was filled with thunderous cheers.

They welcomed Mr. Fang back in triumph; each person was extremely enthusiastic.

Although Mr. Fang is currently only King level, he is indeed the World’s First King, a truly renowned figure!

At noon that day, everyone in the Guardian Hall booked several taverns and hosted a grand feast.

Of course, Mr. Fang was the host.

Then, a Golden Star was added to Mr. Fang’s collar, making him one of the Two Hall Chief Stewards in the Guardian Hall.

Yes, no longer just the Chief Steward of two halls, but the Chief Steward of all stewards.

The original Two Hall Chief Steward temporarily promoted Yun Jianqiu to Vice Chief Steward to temporarily execute leadership duties, specifically under Mr. Fang’s direction.

Furthermore, the new appointment came down.

Fang Che was appointed as Vice Hall Master of the War Hall starting today.

He will assist Master Yuan Jingjiang in managing the War Hall.

Simply put, Mr. Fang is now the Vice Hall Master of the War Hall, Chief Steward of Baiyun State, and also in charge of the affairs of the Second Hall of Stewards.

It’s tantamount to two promotions in a row. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Yuan Jingjiang inexplicably felt demoted to Vice Hall Master.

Because with Deputy Hall Master Fang joining the War Hall, the entire War Hall was suddenly exuberant, their cheers rising wave after wave.

The level of support for Deputy Hall Master Fang far surpassed that of Master Yuan Jingjiang.

Yuan Jingjiang found joy and sorrow in this.

After all, the more capable Mr. Fang is, the safer the personnel in his War Hall, the more merits they earn, the faster their promotions, and his own pressure would lessen.

"Anyway, Deputy Hall Master Fang is more capable than me, I might as well lie down from now on."

Yuan Jingjiang was quite open-minded about it.

Also from today, Master Fang officially had his own office in the Guardian Hall, and it was quite spacious.

In the office, there was a cultivation room, on the other side a small room for resting, and inside, there was even a small bed.

"The life of a leadership cadre is truly too luxurious."

Deputy Hall Master Fang mused, thus lying on the small bed to enjoy it for a while.

At the noon banquet.

Zhao Ying’er specially held up a cup of wine to toast.

"Master Fang, congratulations on your promotion."

Over the past month, Zhao Ying’er looked almost haggard, and it was evident she had dressed up today, yet she couldn’t completely hide her weariness.

The water waves in her eyes now carried a hint of hidden resentment.

"Steward Zhao, you’re too kind. Work hard, earn merits, and one day you’ll also hold a high position."

Deputy Hall Master Fang smiled: "Cheers."

Exuding an aura of superiority.

Zhao Ying’er bit her lip, looked at Fang Che, finally tilted her head back, drained the cup in one go, then said: "Mr. Fang, spare some time for me to visit your home, won’t you? You’re married, yet I haven’t met my sister-in-law, how impolite."

Her searing gaze fixed on Fang Che’s face without blinking.

Many in the Second Hall had thought of this topic before.

But hearing Zhao Ying’er say it today, no one dared to echo or comment.

Even the most obtuse person heard the glinting swords within this.

A chaotic scene atmosphere arose spontaneously!

Fang Che smiled faintly and said: "Sure, when the time comes, I will definitely invite everyone... "

"I want to go alone." Zhao Ying’er stubbornly said.

"That’s not good, a man and a woman alone... "

"Isn’t my sister-in-law also there? I could ask Sister Xiu Yun to join if necessary." Zhao Ying’er refused to relent, saying: "Could it be that Mr. Fang does not welcome us both?"

Jing Xiuyun secretly lamented on the side.

Why get me involved?

No choice, she forced a smile and said: "Yes, Ying’er and I will visit my sister-in-law together."

Fang Che helplessly compromised, smiling wryly: "Alright, if you want to come, go ahead, just don’t find my humble home too shabby."

"We won’t. It’s settled then!"

Zhao Ying’er poured another cup of wine, clinked it against Fang Che’s, downed it in one go, eyes hard-set on his, and said.

"Okay okay... It’s a deal."

Fang Che helplessly saw this topic come to an end, seeing Zhao Ying’er seemed to have more to say, hurriedly said: "I have to discuss some official matters with Master Yuan... "

Zhao Ying’er left dejectedly, encountering Jing Xiuyun’s amazed look and a thumbs-up: "Ying’er, today you were fire!"

"Fire?"

Zhao Ying’er smiled bitterly.

I’ve already missed too many opportunities, if I don’t go bold now, I fear... I will truly become a stranger forever.

Fang Che leaned towards Yuan Jingjiang’s ear: "Help me out here."

Then started speaking heavily: "This, that, uh, right, isn’t it, don’t you think hehe, oh just like this..."

Yuan Jingjiang was utterly bewildered but could only cooperate, so he frowned, looking solemn and grave, nodding continuously: "Yes, right, that’s how it is, well, there’s no choice, who says otherwise... right, right, worrisome, worrisome indeed... right, I’m relieved..."

And so... they muddled through for quite some time.

Until Song Yidao and Fan Tiantiao specifically came to toast, Yuan Jingjiang was finally liberated, feeling a sweat broke out on his back.

Finally, the banquet ended.

Fang Che and Yuan Jingjiang both felt as if they had been granted amnesty.

Looking at each other, they were both drenched in sweat.

"Truly not easy." Fang Che wiped his sweat.

"Yes, truly not easy." Yuan Jingjiang wiped his sweat.

"Too tiring."

"Indeed, too tiring."

A Hall Master and a Deputy Hall Master looked at each other, both feeling mentally exhausted.

"By the way, Deputy Hall Master Fang, during this period, you’ve been so supportive of Tang Zheng, that kid is now a Second Grade Martial General, quite fast, he speaks of you with great gratitude and admiration."

Yuan Jingjiang said: "Shall I host a private gathering sometime? We could chat about the kid too; this guy has been pestering me these days, wanting to apply to become an official Deacon, but I pushed it onto you, saying your signature is necessary..."

Yuan Jingjiang laughed: "Becoming a Deacon is this kid’s lifelong wish; now at least there is hope. But being Second Grade Martial General is a bit low, my idea is to wait until he breaks through to Third Grade to make it official, what do you think?"

Fang Che furrowed his brow, thought of Tang Zheng, remembered the two bottles of military general-level elixir pills he gave him this morning, and Tang Zheng’s restrained reaction, the light in his eyes made him involuntarily smile in amusement. Yuan Jingjiang’s intention to delay until Third Grade was good, but it was destined not to be long. With those two elixirs, Tang Zheng might break through in just a few days, so he said: "Alright."

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