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Seeing that Fatty was fine, Lufan felt a sigh of relief; it seemed he had indeed been overthinking.
However, he immediately felt helpless about Fatty's loud voice, not noticing that the dust from the ceiling had fallen in several strands.
So he said irritably, "Yeah, yeah, I'm back. Can't you keep it down a bit? If the house falls apart, where will I live?"
But Fatty was completely unconcerned with what he said; he was just too happy. He had originally thought that Lufan might have encountered misfortune and would never return.
After all, Lufan had been gone for several months, and to such a dangerous place as the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. The others who set out with him, including Duanmu Xue, had all returned, each with injuries, while Lufan was nowhere to be found.
Although Duanmu Xue and the others brought back news that he was safe, Fatty still worried. As time passed, this worry turned into panic, and eventually even Duanmu Xue and the others began to believe that Lufan might have truly met with an accident.
Now suddenly seeing Lufan return safely, how could he not be happy? In his excitement, he almost couldn't help but lift Lufan up in a hug.
"Get off!" Lufan quickly stepped back two paces when he saw Fatty like this. Once he calmed down, he asked, "What happened at home? And where is Xiao Ling?"
Lufan only saw Fatty in the house; Xiao Ling was not inside, so he inquired.
Fatty's face suddenly stiffened upon hearing Lufan's question. He paused for a moment, unsure how to respond, but Lufan spoke again.
"Forget it; tell me later. I need to wash up first; I smell terrible. You handle this deer for now; I haven't had a proper meal in months."
As Lufan set down the Wild Deer, seeing Fatty's expression made him think that Xiao Ling should be fine too, so he didn't rush to find out the reason.
What he wanted most right now was to take a good bath; it had been two months since his last one, and just thinking about it made him feel disgusted with himself.
Although martial artists are not particular about such things, it shouldn't be taken to extremes.
Hearing that there was no need to speak for now, Fatty let out a sigh of relief. For a moment, he really didn't know how to tell Lufan about the recent events.
At that moment, he noticed what Lufan had set down and couldn't help but exclaim, "A Yuan Beast!"
He had seen this kind of Yuan Beast before; after all, he worked as a helper in the kitchen and often came into contact with such things. However, the Yuan Beast he had seen before was nothing compared to the large one in front of him.
"Yes, I casually slaughtered it when I came back. You prepare something delicious; I'm going to take a shower first," Lufan replied upon hearing Fatty's exclamation.
Casually slaughtered? Fatty couldn't help but be astonished. It seemed that Xiaofan had become quite impressive; this was a Yuan Beast, and he spoke of slaughtering it as if it were just a chicken or duck.
However, he quickly became excited. After working in the kitchen for so many years, his greatest wish was to become a great medicinal chef. Unfortunately, he rarely had the opportunity to work with such high-quality ingredients. Now that such a large Yuan Beast was right in front of him, he couldn't help but feel eager to try his hand at cooking.
"By the way," Lufan suddenly remembered and called out from inside, "there's a sword inside the deer's belly. It's very sharp, so be careful not to touch the blade. After you take it out, clean it and put it on the table."
A sword? Why would it be inside the belly? Fatty felt puzzled but quickly pushed the question aside. Right now, what attracted him most was how to cook this Yuan Beast better.
Half an hour later, when Lufan emerged from his refreshing shower, the table was already filled with an array of dishes.
Most of them were deer meat prepared in various ways: stir-fried, braised, boiled, and stewed into soup. Garnished with ginger, scallions, and chili peppers, they were colorful and fragrant. Alongside several vegetables and a large bowl of white rice, it was enough to make anyone's mouth water.
Even Lufan, known for his self-control, couldn't help but swallow hard. He originally came from a country known for its food and had a huge appetite. Having not had a proper meal in three months made this spread even more tempting—almost as enticing as reaching the peak of martial arts!
"Hey? Xiaofan, you're done showering? Just in time for dinner."
At that moment, Fatty brought in the last dish of deer blood soup, topped with some chopped scallions—perfect!
Looking at his masterpiece, Fatty felt a bit proud. This time he had used all the skills he learned over many years in the kitchen; it could be said to be the pinnacle of his craft.
After his special preparation, this deer meat could fully guide out its vital energy and had excellent nourishing effects on the body—especially beneficial for those with insufficient qi and blood.
Unfortunately, Sister was not here; otherwise, he could have shown off a bit more, Fatty thought with some regret.
However, seeing Lufan already seated at the table and ready to eat, he quickly sat down as well. He knew Lufan's appetite; if he hesitated even a moment, he might end up with barely a drop of soup left to drink. Fatty was also looking forward to the taste of the dishes on the table.
Just as the two were about to dig in, a shout suddenly came from outside: "Yan Fatty! Yan Fatty! Is Yan Fatty here?"
Hearing that voice, Fatty's expression changed. Lufan looked at him curiously and asked, "Is that your friend?"
Fatty's face looked a bit grim, but he nodded nonetheless.
"Then why aren't you going out? Don't worry, I won't start eating without you," Lufan said, thinking that Fatty was afraid he would finish all the food. Although he was eating, his assurances had never been particularly convincing.
Fatty nodded and left with a serious expression. Although Lufan found it strange, he didn't dwell on it. Once Fatty was gone, he picked up his bowl and started eating without hesitation!
However, he ate slowly, listening to the commotion outside.
He could hear the earlier speaker say, "Your time to consider is up. Are you selling that thing or not?"
Lufan frowned; the tone of the newcomer sounded rather arrogant and not like someone speaking to a friend.
At that moment, Fatty's voice came through, lowered deliberately: "I've told you countless times that no matter what, I will not sell that thing!"
What else was Fatty hiding? That was rare, Lufan thought to himself.
The arrogant voice spoke again: "Let me tell you, today is the final deadline. Our young master has lost his patience!
Don't think that just because you have the academy's protection you can rest easy; you're nothing but a lowly servant. Just think about it—how could someone like you stand against our City Lord's Mansion?"
The City Lord's Mansion? Now Lufan was somewhat shocked. When did Fatty get involved with these people?
"Anyway, I can't sell the stuff, so you might as well go back!" Faced with the threat, Fatty's voice was clearly trembling with fear, but he still refused.
"What do you want to do? Do you dare to make a move in the academy?"
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted outside, as if Fatty had been subdued.
"I'll tell you, I'm not here to leave empty-handed today. Since you don't know how to appreciate kindness, don't blame me for being rude. Come in and search! Once you find the items, retreat immediately. If anyone asks at the academy, just deny everything. Whoever finds the items first will be heavily rewarded by Second Young Master!"
"Yes!" Several people responded in unison, and then four or five individuals rushed in from outside.
However, before they could assess the situation inside the room, they felt a blur before their eyes. Suddenly, pain shot through their chests as an immense force sent them flying out of the doorway one after another, crashing to the ground and unable to get up.
After kicking everyone out, Lufan walked out while eating from a bowl.
Outside, there were still two people remaining. One man had Fatty pinned to the ground, while another rather sleazy-looking fellow was nervously glancing this way.
"Who are you!" Upon seeing Lufan, he immediately shouted.
Lufan ignored him and fixed his gaze on the man standing over Fatty. His expression darkened as he swiftly appeared in front of that person.
With a crack, the man fell to the ground clutching his leg, screaming in agony; his calf bone had been brutally kicked by Lufan!
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