"A wise choice. Now, the question is, do you know where to get smuggled goods?"

Zhuge Ling asked.

"I don’t know."

Liu Zheng replied honestly.

If the Round God Sect were still around, he could have asked Garcia for a little help, but unfortunately, he had personally wiped it out.

"Contact this person and say I recommended you. They’ll give you a discount on the price." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Zhuge Ling took out a business card and placed it on the table.

"What do you want?"

Liu Zheng didn’t pick up the card and asked cautiously.

"I don’t want anything for now. If you’re not reassured, think of it as me investing in you."

Zhuge Ling said.

"Investing?"

"That’s right. A wise person can’t exist independently; they need warriors to protect them and a leader to guide them. For now, it looks like you’re qualified to be a warrior."

Zhuge Ling said.

"As long as I don’t leave this house, my safety should be guaranteed, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"How old do you think I am this year?"

Zhuge Ling asked in return.

"Uh, twenty?"

He picked a relatively safe guess.

"Sixteen. According to my family’s average lifespan, I can live at least another thirty-eight years. Although I really like this house, staying here for another thirty-eight years is unnecessary."

Zhuge Ling said calmly.

"Really? Don’t tell me your family members never went outside?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Except for the first ancestor, I’m the smartest in the history of the Zhuge family, but also the weakest in strength. This house was built specifically for me by an ancestor who foresaw my birth."

Zhuge Ling replied.

"That’s some serious pampering."

He felt a mix of envy and resentment.

"Yes, but unfortunately, even the ancestor couldn’t foresee a way for me to free myself from this confined space. When my father was around, I could occasionally take a stroll outside. But after he died, I completely became a shut-in."

Zhuge Ling’s tone was calm but carried a hint of sadness.

"With your intelligence, it shouldn’t be hard to become stronger, like by learning some magic or something."

Liu Zheng suggested.

"The wisdom of mortals."

Zhuge Ling sighed.

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

He muttered softly.

"Magic is even more uncontrollable than knowledge. If I start seriously learning magic, I would uncontrollably analyze the underlying principles, then create new magic or explore those more secretive and dangerous spells. If I’m lucky, I might blow my own head off. If not, the Zhuge family could be listed as a high-risk bloodline by the City Hall and directly eliminated."

Zhuge Ling said.

"Then learn martial arts; that doesn’t require much thinking."

Liu Zheng suggested again.

"I get out of breath just from standing too long, and you expect me to train in martial arts? Bloody Restaurant’s employees really are heartless."

Zhuge Ling said jokingly.

"Moreover, even if I use external means to replenish my Qi-Blood, most of it would be absorbed by my brain, leaving my body even weaker."

She continued.

"Sounds like your brain is just like a parasite."

Liu Zheng commented.

"You could look at it that way. Anything uncontrolled in your body is a parasite."

Zhuge Ling nodded.

"I feel like you’re implying something with that line."

He squinted.

"The wisdom of mortals..."

"Stop, stop, I know I’m overthinking it, no need to stress it."

Liu Zheng interrupted her.

"Hmm, a teachable young man."

Zhuge Ling nodded slightly.

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes, took out his phone, and called Jiang Weisheng.

"Mr. Liu, is there something you need?"

Jiang Weisheng quickly picked up the call.

"Do you have any leftovers from your smuggling before? It doesn’t necessarily have to be raw materials for addictions, something else will do."

He asked directly.

"May I ask why you need these things?"

"I need to receive a batch of smuggled goods and need other smuggled goods to replace them."

Liu Zheng replied frankly.

"Are you also in the smuggling business?"

Jiang Weisheng exclaimed in surprise.

"Don’t overthink it. I’m just an errand boy. If I really wanted to get into smuggling, I wouldn’t be dealing with the Deep Sea Empire; the Ten Thousand Great Mountains would be more than enough."

He knew what Jiang Weisheng was thinking.

"Mr. Liu, your connections are indeed enviable. I still have some, but delivering them is inconvenient."

Jiang Weisheng said.

"No problem, I’ll come to pick them up later."

Liu Zheng said.

"Alright, I’ll await your esteemed visit, Mr. Liu."

"Done."

He hung up the phone and raised his eyebrows at Zhuge Ling, feeling smug.

"Impressive, impressive."

Zhuge Ling clapped in a perfunctory manner.

"Pick a time, and I’ll take you for a walk, as long as it’s not someone like Peacock coming, I should be able to keep you safe."

Liu Zheng looked at her curled up in the blanket, feeling a tinge of pity.

By the time the entire Delivery Gang is mobilized, and Doctor Nile and others are called, walking down Rose Street should be fairly safe.

"Should I trust you?"

Zhuge Ling tilted her head and looked at him.

"My reputation is well-known, okay? Believe it or not, I’ve promised, so this consultation fee is on me."

Liu Zheng said thick-skinned.

"We’ll see. I’m not mentally prepared to go out right now either."

Zhuge Ling waved her hand.

"Alright then. Here’s my number; contact me when you’re ready."

He picked up a pen and paper from the table and wrote down his number.

"I’m leaving now."

Liu Zheng turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, why don’t you ask for my number?"