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The administrator stared wide-eyed at the stack of money.

That thickness... must be at least three or four thousand, right?

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, a smile spreading across his face, and rubbed his hands together. "Sir, you see, this is indeed against the rules..."

"I understand." Lin Ye didn't even blink, and pulled out another stack of bills. "Could you please escort us to the door? It's getting dark, and it'll be hard to see the way."

"Alright, alright!" The manager took the money, his eyes crinkling into slits with a smile. "Please, please, I'll see you two out!"

Little Douzi perched on Lin Ye's shoulder, watching the man who had been so fierce just moments before now lead the way with a beaming smile.

She leaned close to Lin Ye's ear and whispered, "Godfather, what was that piece of paper you gave him? Why...why did he stop being so fierce after taking it?"

Lin Ye smiled and ruffled her hair: "That's money, it's silver."

Xiao Douzi nodded, understanding now, and looked at Lin Ye with admiration.

After that person took his godfather's money, he stopped being fierce and even became quite polite to them.

Unlike those people in the cold palace, who would take her monthly allowance but still scold and beat her.

So this is what it feels like to be respected!

She stole a glance at Lin Ye's profile, feeling a warm glow in her heart—her godfather was the best!

Outside the Chang Le Palace in the Great Flame Kingdom.

Shu Rou nestled in Yao Jingyuan's arms, her little head nodding, her eyelids drooping with sleep.

He's still just a child. No matter how amazing the things he sees are, he gets sleepy when it gets late.

Shu Jingwei glanced at her and ordered the palace servants to prepare a sedan chair to take the little princess back to her palace.

Yao Jingyuan carried Shu Rou and walked towards the palanquin, which was built to the specifications of an imperial princess.

The imperial palanquin, carried by eight men, was made of sandalwood and decorated with auspicious clouds and cranes, with golden bells hanging from its four corners.

The sedan chair was lined with three layers of soft cushions: silk floss, goose down, and satin, each layer thicker than the bedding of ordinary people.

Twelve palace servants followed on both sides, some carrying lanterns, others fanning.

Yao Jingyuan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

His daughter rode in a palanquin of imperial rank; Ye Fan's little bastard child would probably never ride in such a fine palanquin in his entire life.

She could only snuggle in Lin Ye's arms and sit on that man's arm.

How comfortable could those arms be? Could they be as comfortable as being padded with soft satin or goose down? Could they be as stable as being lifted by eight people?

Ha, just thinking about it makes me feel so good. Ye Fan, what does your bastard child have to compare with my daughter?

"Lift—the sedan chair—" The shrill voice trailed off, carrying far into the night.

The sedan chair lurched violently.

Shu Rou jolted awake, her little brows furrowing as she squirmed, "Daddy, it's so shaky!"

"Sweetheart, we'll be there soon." Yao Jingyuan gently touched her forehead, comforting her.

"It's not comfortable at all!" Shu Rou pouted and groaned, still not moving, the more she moved, the more uncomfortable she felt.

The imperial carriage swayed and wobbled along, gradually disappearing into the night.

At the entrance of the zoo, Lin Ye stood by the roadside holding Xiao Douzi, and took out his phone to swipe a couple of times.

"Godfather, what are you doing?" Little Douzi perched on his shoulder, staring curiously at the glowing cube. It was in that cube that her father's portrait had appeared earlier.

"Call a car." Lin Ye tapped the screen and lifted the small bag in his arms. "Have a car take us home."

"Call a car?" Little Douzi tilted his head. "A horse-drawn carriage?"

"Little Douzi will find out soon enough," Lin Ye said, winking mysteriously.

Not long after, a bright light shone from a distance.

It was a black, extended sedan, its body gleaming calmly under the streetlights.

The car came to a smooth stop in front of the two of them.

The car door opened automatically, revealing the interior—off-white leather seats, wood trim, soft carpet underfoot, and a ring of light blue ambient lighting on the ceiling, twinkling like stars.

The Royal Palace of the Great Flame Kingdom.

Yao Jingyuan was still holding Shu Rou in the sedan chair. Shu Rou had fallen asleep again, but she was sleeping very restlessly as the sedan chair swayed back and forth.

He caught a glimpse of the black box in the sky out of the corner of his eye—his gaze suddenly froze.

What is that...?

He stared at the sky, at the iron box, at the off-white chair and the twinkling stars inside, and the smile on his face crumbled little by little.

impossible!

How is that possible?

He was riding in a palanquin made to imperial standards, carried by eight men! It was crafted by the imperial artisans over three months! It was the most stable and comfortable palanquin in the entire Great Flame Kingdom, second only to the emperor's palanquin!

He subconsciously looked down at the sedan chair beneath him.

The sedan chair is made of rosewood, decorated with auspicious clouds and cranes, and has three layers of soft cushions.

Eight people carried it, and it swayed three times with every step and panted three times after every ten steps.

And that iron box didn't need horses or anyone to carry it; it could run on its own!

And it ran so steadily and so fast that the people inside didn't even sway!

Inside, there was a snow-white leather floor, a thick carpet on the ground, and twinkling stars on the ceiling.

—It's infinitely more comfortable than his sedan chair!

Yao Jingyuan's face was ashen, and the veins on his hands, gripping the frame of the sedan chair, bulged.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That metal box must be a man-eating monster!

Yes! That must be it!

It looks beautiful inside, but it might just be a trick by that sorcerer! Once that little bastard goes in, he'll be devoured by that monster! Chewed to pieces! Not even a bone fragment will be left!

He stared intently at the car with its door open in the sky, cursing it furiously in his mind—

Eat them! Eat them all!

It would be best to swallow the person whole, bones and all!

Make him never see that eyesore of a bastard again! Make her disappear from this world forever!

All over the Great Flame Kingdom.

The crowd, which had just quieted down because Lin Ye was carrying Xiao Douzi out of the zoo, erupted in uproar again.

"What is that thing!?"

"A metal box? A moving metal box?"

"No, no! Look inside—what's that light up there?"

A cloth merchant stared wide-eyed, not even bothering to pick up the bolts of cloth that had fallen from his hands.

He had traveled extensively for twenty years, seeing glass lamps from the Western Regions and luminous pearls from the South China Sea, but he had never seen anything like this before—

The inside of that iron box was filled with dazzling light, as bright as day.

The chair, I don't know what kind of leather it was made of, looked delicate and smooth; the wood grain was faint, with a warm luster; the material underneath was thick and soft, you could tell at a glance that it would be very comfortable to step on.

What's most captivating is the ring of tiny lights on the ceiling.

It was a bright blue color, twinkling like stars.

Like a star that has been plucked from the sky and set on someone's head.

"A celestial treasure! It's definitely a celestial treasure!" An old Taoist priest trembled with excitement, almost dropping his whisk. "That iron box must be a celestial artifact! It contains its own world, with stars, moon, clouds, and rosy hues!"

On the second floor of the teahouse, a well-dressed, plump merchant leaned on the railing, his eyes almost popping into the sky.

His house had seven courtyards and seven gates, with sandalwood furniture imported from Jiangnan and coral ornaments sourced from overseas, but compared to the contents of that iron box—

It's all junk!

Under the sky, Lin Ye got into the car carrying Xiao Douzi.

The car door closed gently, shutting out the night outside.

A moment later, the iron box moved on its own, silently slipping into the depths of the night.

Tens of millions of people from the Great Flame Kingdom were left standing there, craning their necks, unable to recover for a long time.