Tang Yue stopped. The smile on her face widened as she instantly recognized the voice of the fatty walking towards her.
"He He. Did you see how my herb fields were lush and green? Every single herb has grown to perfection."
Marvin's loud voice boomed and reverberated in the empty corridor.
"Very admirable indeed, young master Marvin." Another voice sounded, obviously placating the fatty.
"Mmm. This is nothing. When I first tested here, one of the royal consorts competed with me and my talent ended up being a hundred times better than her."
"Aha Ha Ha. She was so embarrassed. You should have seen the look on her face!"
"Master Marcel just couldn't stop praising my skills. Aha Ha Ha. He kept calling me a one in a million genius and whatnot. Aha Ha Ha."
Marvin chuckled and continued boasting, as he wobbled forward after finishing his trainee duties.
But just as he turned around the corner…
