Funha replied, it was evidently impractical to forcibly transfer people from the existing village.
The roving bandits, however, could serve as excellent candidates.
Understanding Fong's intent.
Gray Bear nodded in agreement.
There were indeed numerous bandits nearby and scouts have been spotted around the camp, suggesting they intended to take action against them.
Utilizing Fong How's strength to eliminate these threats was fortuitous.
Very well.
A subordinate approached with a nearby map and Gray Bear indicated several bandit stronghold locations to Fonggha.
In chapter 331, it appeared that Ley City South Commercial Street was witnessing the reopening of a tavern that had been sealed by guards.
However, this time, not only had the owner changed, but the establishment same was peculiar delightful hot pot.
Early that morning, a rabbit woman of Orish appearance performed on a wooden stage set up in front of the tavern, singing and dancing, creating a lively atmosphere.
This spectacle not only captivated the entire street, but also diverted the attention of nearby shopkeepers who momentarily abandoned their tasks to watch the performance.
However, despite the throngs of onlookers, few entered the tavern to dine.
My lord, it is still morning.
The number of patrons will surely increase by evening.
Vanessa smiled at Fong Ho from behind the counter.
Fong Ho felt anxious, fearing the lack of customers.
Indeed, there is no rush.
The flavor of the hot pot has already been validated in Pearl.
It is merely a matter of time.
It is certain that the locals will come to appreciate the taste of hot pot.
New experiences require an adjustment period as more people discover how delightful it is.
We need not worry about clientele.
Funghow remained confident in this assertion.
"Yes, my lord is correct," Vanessa replied, still smiling.
Since Vanessa has ceased operating the tavern, "Her demeanor has marketkedly improved.
Today, she has adorned herself with a touch of light makeup, and coupled with her voluuptuous and graceful figure.
She draws the gaze of men like a ripe peach.
" "All right, I shall leave this to you, as I have other matters to attend to," Fonhow remarked.
With the hot pot restaurant now open, his presence here would be of little assistance, so he opted to pursue his own affairs.
Upon exiting the hot pot establishment, Fonho made his way directly to the Lord's Manor of Leisy City.
Upon presenting his purpose to the guards, a maid guided him into the manor, traversing the corridor until they reached Rebecca's office door.
Just as he was about to knock, the sounds of a heated argument between a man and a woman emanated from within.
It appeared a quarrel was underway.
Fong Hao glanced at the maid, who offered an awkward smile, indicating for him to wait a moment.
Before long, the door swung open, revealing a tall, gaunt man clad in a green noble's robe.
His complexion pale and his sunken eyes dark.
He appeared to be on the verge of succumbing to the embrace of death.
Lord of the manor, the maid greeted with a slight bow.
The man merely scoffed and departed.
Fongghouse stood momentarily taken aback.
This was a lord Rebecca's husband.
He hardly seemed up to the task.
Once the man had left, the maid gently knocked on the door again.
Madam, Mr.
Fong Ho has arrived.
Let him in.
Came the response from within.
The maid pushed the door open, allowing Fong how to step into the room.
The office retained its scholarly decor.
What brings you here this time? Rebecca inquired, her brow furrowed, indicating she was troubled by something, though it was of no concern of Fong Ho.
Madam Rebecca, your gown for the council has been completed and I am here to deliver it.
Fungho announced.
Rebecca raised her head, surprised.
So soon? It feels like scarcely any time has passed since the last fitting.
Artisans must expedite their work to earn their keep.
Fongghao replied with a smile.
Rebecca rose and approached him.
Let me see it.
Fongghao produced the prepared gown and handed it to her.
As she caressed the smooth fabric and examined the exquisite craftsmanship, her serious expression began to soften.
Rebecca was a mature and captivating woman.
Her status as the lady of the manor, combined with her grace and beauty, rendered her a figure of profound elegance and sophistication, truly deserving of the highest praise.
The maid entered, assisting Rebecca in shedding her garments, revealing her full and fair form before dawning a blue gown.
At that moment, Rebecca resembled a dazzling sapphire, radiant and respplendant.
Both Rebecca and the maid gazed in awe at their reflection, astonished by the gown's effect.
Fong Hao stood silently by, calmly admiring the form of Leisy City's most exquisite beauty while observing Rebecca's expression, observing the gradual smile that graced her lips.
Fong how could ascertain her satisfaction.
The exquisite gown was thus deemed a success.
After gazing into the mirror for an extended period, Rebecca discerned not a single flaw.
The design and craftsmanship were impeccable.
The skeletal artisans possessed a mastery honed over countless years, incomparable to the skills of mere decades old craftsmen.
Quite commendable indeed.
Rebecca had no inclination to change out of it, remaining before the mirror.
It was rare for her to express such commendation as not bad.
As long as the lady was pleased, Fong Ha too wore smile.
But would the remaining accessories be completed? With a month remaining before their journey to the federal assembly, there was no need for concern regarding the progress.
Given Fong's pace, yet he yearned to witness the complete ensemble adorned upon her figure as soon as possible.
The accessories would require some time.
I shall ensure they are delivered to the lady at the earliest opportunity.
As for the adorements, the goldsmith Luke had not communicated with him regarding the timeline for the finished products.
He was merely a salesman, incapable of estimating such matters.
Ah, I also brought a new pair of stockings.
Fonhow suddenly recalled the exquisite nightshade stockings and retrieved them once more.
The black silk shimmerred with twinkling starlight.
Even these stockings alone commanded attention.
Rebecca extended her shapely leg, dawning the stockings, and continued to admire her reflection.
What brings you here during the day? She casually inquired.
Oh, today marks the opening of my boutique.
I came over right after it concluded.
Fong how replied nonchalantly.
The fabric store? Rebecca regarded him with surprise.
Was this individual always so expedient? It had not been long since he acquired the shop.
How could it have opened so swiftly? No, it's a hot pot restaurant.
Fonhow clarified.
Oh, the eater you mentioned.
Rebecca's expression shifted to realization.
Yes, it's quite dectable.
A specialty from my hometown.
You must visit when you have the chance.