Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 325 - 211: An "Empty-Nester" in Need of Care and Beast Fighting

She was the living An Jin, not the dead Wamiya.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing his strange and conflicted expression, she thought something must have happened and quickly jogged over to him.

"It’s nothing. I just suddenly remembered someone. Um, she was very kind to me when I was little."

"You saw someone else... in me?" An Jin studied his slightly flustered expression, then gave a nonchalant smile and said softly, "It wouldn’t happen to be that friend of Ze Sheng’s you mentioned, would it?"

"How could that be? Why would I ever mistake you for someone else? You have to believe me. You’re one of a kind."

Even though the female before him was smiling gently, he could tell she was a little angry. He pursed his lips and said softly, "You know... Ze Sheng has lived for a very long time. It’s inevitable that many people in his life have passed on. You might... just look a bit like one of his friends."

"...No wonder," An Jin said, nodding with understanding.

’I get it. A lonely old man who needs some love. In that case, I’ll let it slide.’

"What about his partner, then?" The moment she asked, she froze.

She didn’t know why she had asked. Perhaps she subconsciously felt that the "her" she was mistaken for was more than just an ordinary friend to Ze Sheng.

The usually cheerful Chi Li suddenly fell silent. He gave her a deep, meaningful look, fiddled with his sleeve, and said hesitantly, "She left..."

The word "left" could mean many things.

She could tell he didn’t want to elaborate—it seemed to be a painful subject. So, she was tactful enough not to press the issue. After seeing him off, she returned home.

...

She thought that would be the end of it, but to her surprise, not even two days later, Unicorn King City sent numerous trade caravans to her city.

Whether it was the popular textiles and ceramics, the everyday dried meats and fruit teas, or even the unpopular goods languishing in the warehouses, everything was bought up on a massive scale by these extravagantly wealthy caravans.

At this rate, Unicorn King City was truly becoming the "sugar daddy" she’d called it.

"Has something... happened?" ’What she really wanted to ask was if Unicorn King City was being ganged up on by other cities.’ This buying frenzy was so insane, it was as if they were just handing her money. Of course, that was impossible. The only reason she could imagine was that Unicorn King City had encountered a major crisis and needed to replenish its city-wide stockpiles in a hurry.

The White Fox Beastman leading the caravan scratched his head. In truth, he also had no idea why the King had suddenly ordered them to come to this city and buy massive quantities of goods their own city wasn’t even short on.

But to prevent people from other cities from speculating too much about their Royal City, the Beastman still gave a relatively reasonable explanation.

"The beautiful female the King keeps in the palace is very fond of your city’s textiles and ceramics, as well as other novel little trinkets, so he specifically ordered us to come make these purchases." ’That must be it,’ the Beastman thought uncertainly, but a fox’s innate cunning and gift for sophistry allowed him to state his guess as if it were fact.

Since they were here to give her money anyway, An Jin didn’t overthink it and simply nodded.

’So it seems when Chi Li said she "left," he didn’t mean she died. It must have meant something else.’

’A beautiful female kept in the palace by the King, and Ze Sheng is willing to spend so many Beast Crystals to please her. This must be his partner.’

...

The Beast Fighting Arena had been completed over a month ago. Situated in an open area on the city’s outskirts, it covered nearly eight acres and could accommodate tens of thousands of Beastmen at once.

The magnificent and beautiful Beast Fighting Arena was similar to the Roman Colosseum. It was a giant oval built from massive slabs of grayish-white marble, composed of a series of multi-tiered, circular arcades rising one after another. The highest tier consisted of private boxes.

The design of the entire building offered a dual experience of both power and beauty.

Ever since her spiritual power was strengthened again, An Jin could even predict the weather for the coming days. She had become a walking weather forecast, making a tremendous contribution to the healthy growth of the crops in the fields.

The Beastmen enthusiastically clamored to elevate her to the status of High Priest, but she refused.

She knew her own limits. A "walking weather forecaster" still had a long way to go before becoming a High Priest.

"The day after tomorrow will be sunny, and there won’t be rain for several days after that. The sun and breeze will be just right." An Jin spoke with her eyes closed, feigning a nap, looking like an old mystic.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, looked at the Beastman leaders before her, and announced quietly, "The grand opening of the Beast Fighting Arena will be the day after tomorrow. It will feature a week-long fighting tournament. I’m leaving it to you to notify the surrounding tribes and cities."