“Brother Yifeng, you have a knack for arriving at the right time. I just finished cooking this fish. Come, let’s have a feast.”

A three-foot-long fish that looked a bit like a swamp eel was being grilled at the moment. The oil was running down its body, and its fragrant smell made people drool.

Long Chen took out two elegant wine bowls and poured out some wine.

“Wow, big brother, you know how to live! When I heard that Princess Qianxue sent you to raise fish, I thought that you would be depressed. But your attitude is good. Let me raise you a toast as an apology for my mistake.” Zhu Yifeng had originally come to comfort Long Chen. After all, his current position was caused by him. Even if he was cursed by Long Chen, he had to accept...