Chapter 366 - 274: Assassination at Noon, Kill the Body to Destroy the Mind

Chapter 366: Chapter 274: Assassination at Noon, Kill the Body to Destroy the Mind

Of course, Wu Liangchen wouldn’t care about this boring competition for his favor. He had Yokoyama Daisuke fetch all maps and geographical materials about the rivers and mountains of East Sea, then began carefully examining them.

If it were just Tatsuya Takaguchi’s leftover possessions, it wouldn’t be worth Liangchen putting in so much effort to find them.

But the problem was that Liangchen felt this object couldn’t be so simple, after all, Tatsuya had gone to such lengths to hide it. Its material also revealed extraordinary qualities, clearly not something ordinary.

In the end, after spending an entire morning busy with this task, going through maps of all the mountains and rivers of East Sea, he came up with nothing.

Liangchen wasn’t too disappointed about this.

After all, if it were that easy to find, Tatsuya would have excavated it long ago. Why would he have hidden it away so preciously?

But if the mountains and rivers marked on it weren’t in East Sea, then where were they?

Perhaps Great Yan?

Wu Liangchen frowned in thought. Beside him, Yokoyama Daisuke and Ota Masayuki exchanged a glance, neither daring to speak.

They didn’t know why Liangchen had suddenly started looking through East Sea’s geographical maps, and they didn’t dare ask.

But a vague suspicion in their hearts made them both nervous and excited.

Could it be that Wu Liangchen planned to bring all of East Sea under his control?

If that were true, wouldn’t they become founding ministers of his new regime, elevating themselves to great heights?

Thinking of this, Ota Masayuki remained somewhat calm, but Yokoyama Daisuke could barely contain his excitement.

This was the very definition of blessing in disguise!

When initially taken hostage, Yokoyama Daisuke had been filled with terror and resentment toward Ota Masayuki.

He believed Ota had betrayed him.

But now that resentment had transformed entirely into gratitude.

After pondering at length and finding no clues, Wu Liangchen could only set the matter aside temporarily.

By now, it was already lunchtime.

East Sea tradition was to eat only two meals a day, with nothing after noon.

They claimed this was to appreciate blessings, but it was actually to conserve food.

Of course, this tradition only applied to ordinary civilians, not the nobility who didn’t need to "appreciate blessings."

However, because of this tradition, lunch was considered extremely important in East Sea, especially among the nobility who regarded it as the most important meal of the day.

When Wu Liangchen arrived at the dining hall, various dishes were immediately served.

Again, they were classic Great Yan cuisine.

To prevent Liangchen from growing tired of the same food, they had spent considerable money to hire an expert chef skilled in Great Yan cuisine from outside.

But their efforts might have been wasted, as Liangchen didn’t particularly care about the taste of these dishes as long as they were nutritious.

In fact, compared to these exquisitely presented dishes crafted by famous chefs, Liangchen found himself missing the wonton soup he had eaten back in Dinghai City.

Unfortunately, the old man who had run that wonton stall was gone now.

Thinking of this, Liangchen couldn’t help feeling downcast.

Perhaps sensing his mood had fallen, the entire dining hall went silent, with no one daring to speak.

But just then, footsteps were heard, and Takizawa Sayon entered carrying a steaming small clay pot. She had removed her fancy clothes and ornaments, appearing with a bare face and dressed in simple attire.

Seeing her like this, Yokoyama Misaki’s heart skipped a beat, immediately sensing trouble.

She knew her friend too well—behind that pretty face lay a mind full of schemes.

Sure enough, Takizawa Sayon moved gracefully to the table, placed the small pot down, and said softly:

"Lord Wu, you’ve been working so hard in battle these days. I’ve prepared this snack especially for you. Please don’t think it beneath you."

Wu Liangchen’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and he gave the woman a meaningful look.

The atmosphere in the dining hall grew tense with his silence.

Fortunately, Wu Liangchen soon smiled slightly. "What kind of snack?"

"Wontons I wrapped myself, my lord!"

As she spoke, Takizawa Sayon lifted the lid of the pot, revealing several pristine, elegantly folded wontons floating in the rising steam.

The wontons were translucent and clearly made with great care. The broth was also evidently high-quality, milky white and garnished with flecks of bright green—clearly from fresh chives.

East Sea was known for its narrow territory and scarce land, with most available land used for growing grain. This made fresh vegetables extremely expensive.

Especially during these cold winter days, fresh chives were even more precious.

A flash of surprise crossed Wu Liangchen’s eyes.

Just moments ago, he had been reminiscing about the wonton soup from Dinghai City, and now Takizawa Sayon had brought some to him.

Her attire also showed that she must have studied his preferences carefully, knowing he disliked extravagance and heavy makeup, which explained her current appearance.

Rather interesting.

Wu Liangchen made his judgment about Takizawa Sayon.

Meanwhile, Yokoyama Misaki’s face had turned pale as she stared at her former best friend, almost wanting to devour her whole.

That traitor, doing such things behind her back.

She must have researched Wu Liangchen’s past and deliberately done this to win his favor.

And by the looks of it, her move had clearly worked.

Indeed.

Wu Liangchen nodded. "Very well, let me try these wontons you’ve made."