Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
Chapter 805: Mobilization!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The incident had begun last night. In Fumeng Lingcha's residence, the old woman responsible for making everyone's food realized that several kinds of food had not been ordered this time. The old woman had served Fumeng Lingcha for ten-some years and was familiar with the likes of all his subordinates.
The people at Fumeng Lingcha's side all had extremely strange tastes that were very difficult to satisfy. All of them had a liking for some extremely unusual dish that they wanted to eat at every meal. After so many years, only this old woman could cook food that could satisfy their taste buds.
Thus, even though she was already old and graying, Fumeng Lingcha still kept her around.
Fumeng Lingcha was very cautious, and he would never let others know of or interfere in matters he considered truly important. As a result, even though the old woman had served him for ten-some years, she remained unaware of any critical secrets. But no matter how careful Fumeng Lingcha was, he couldn't go without his three meals a day.
With just a glance at the order, the old woman could tell what foods there were extra of and which foods were missing, allowing her to see which of Fumeng Lingcha's subordinates were with him and which weren't.
But this matter could only serve as a clue, not solid evidence, so Zhang Que had spent the better part of the night confirming the facts. In the morning, when he was finally sure, he immediately reported the matter to Wang Chong.
"How many people are missing from Fumeng Lingcha's residence?" Wang Chong asked, his brow tightly creased.
"Five! At least five, because five kinds of food were missing. But this is only the minimum, because we can't guarantee that some people wouldn't leave during a meal. In short, this matter is very unusual. That the food for five people would suddenly go missing definitely isn't normal," Zhang Que sternly said.
After confirming the matter and sending a letter by bird, Zhang Que had begun his
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