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"Jin Xu Diao Tower."
The servant bowed deeply, speaking with utmost respect, "King of Han's decree invites you all to the Jin Xu Diao Tower to attend the King's grand wedding."
"Oh crap, my instincts are screaming."
Zhou Li exclaimed in shock, "Does the King of Han have such a heavy taste?"
The servant wished he were deaf, and merely lowered his head to start a hundred-meter backpedal race, hurrying away from the Liu Gong estate.
That's right, the King of Han's banquet wasn't held in his own palace but instead chosen to be at a place that nobody had ever contemplated.
Jin Xu Diao Tower.
This was no longer a simple case of face-slapping mockery; this was metaphorically taking a dump on someone else's face. One moment, they sneak a spy into your domain, and the next, you're doing backflips in their backyard. Zhou Li seriously suspected that the King was just looking for a reason to have a hearty brawl with the Golden Snake Lady.
