Regarding Fatty's words.
The Tailor, unusually, did not retort to Fatty. Following Fatty's last two sentences, she couldn't help but recall the time the Senluo Division rescued the Fengmen zombie.
Although she always called Fatty useless, it didn't mean she didn't acknowledge his strength.
In fact.
When the Senluo Division planned the rescue of the Fengmen zombie, it was she who suggested Fatty undertake the mission. In her opinion, Fatty was the only one in the Senluo Division capable of rescuing the Fengmen zombie, and the outcome proved it.
Even though Fatty ultimately failed to rescue the Fengmen zombie, he managed to escape unscathed.
If it were any other ghost.
Let alone a rescue, they would have been captured by the Weidao Division at the time, with no possibility of rescuing the ghost and escaping unharmed.
Once captured, the Weidao Division could have used interrogation to extract more intelligence about the Senluo Division, destroying it in one fell swoop. It was precisely because Fatty wasn't captured, and only some other ghosts from the Senluo Division were apprehended, that the Senluo Division avoided exposing more information.
Inevitably.
The Tailor seemed to share Fatty's thoughts, nodding in agreement.
"Indeed, the Weidao Division wouldn't let us rescue it, otherwise they wouldn't have deployed such combat power to guard it back then."
"Without that combat power, with your strength, you fatty, you should have been able to save it. What a pity."
As soon as she spoke.
Hearing the Tailor praise him, something rare, Fatty became proud and smug, like a student praised by a teacher.
"Of course, who am I? I am the strongest villain."
"Actually, if the guardian had been someone else, I could have saved that zombie. After all, Sheng Xuan hadn't joined the Weidao Division yet, hadn't become the strongest True Dragon Guard. And that guy's combat power was the highest back then."
"Besides, I was saving someone. Saving someone is much harder than killing someone."
"Of course, if I were to rescue it with my current strength, even with that guy's combat power present, I could still save it. Things are different now."
The Tailor's tender face twitched.
"Alright, alright, you're getting carried away with praise. With your current strength, you still couldn't save it."
"Who says? That's because you don't know my strength has improved, you know." Fatty retorted.
Hmm?
The Tailor frowned, noticing the implication in Fatty's words.
"What? Your strength has improved? How could your strength improve just like that? You fatty, what did you do?"
Upon hearing this, Fatty replied with a casual smile.
"I got a Ghost King's head from the Weidao Division. That Ghost King's head still contained the Ghost King's soul. Not long ago, it ate a half-step Ghost Infant that was about to become a Ghost King. If I ate a complete Ghost King and a half-step Ghost King, plus I was already stuck at a bottleneck, how could I not get stronger..."
Before he could finish speaking.
Fatty heard the Tailor's roaring voice.
"You fatty!! You really weren't focused on killing Zhang Wei. You still had the leisure to cause trouble for the Weidao Division. You damn fatty, give me my money back! Immediately!!"
"Damn it, I gave you money as funding to kill Zhang Wei. If you didn't kill Zhang Wei, fine, but you actually went behind my back to cause trouble for the Weidao Division."
Fatty flinched and immediately plastered on a fawning smile.
"Heh heh, don't be angry, don't be angry. I was really focused on killing Zhang Wei. You just listen. Didn't I send you a message before, saying Zhang Wei killed a Ghost King, and I even sent you a video as proof?"
"After I sent you the message, I was thinking, Zhang Wei is so strong, it's hard for me to kill him, but I can't just stand by and watch. I have to create some obstacles for Zhang Wei."
"So I went to snatch the Ghost King's head that Zhang Wei gave to the Weidao Division."
"First, to cause some trouble for the Weidao Division, diverting some of their attention from the Northeast to the fact that a Ghost King appeared in Lusha City."
"Second, to create some obstacles for Zhang Wei. After all, Zhang Wei is your enemy, you can't let Zhang Wei have an easy time. I have to fleece him a bit."
Speaking of which.
Fatty grinned and said.
"Tailor, I haven't completely refined that Ghost King's head. I still have half of it left. I was planning to give it to you in a couple of days. It's your birthday in a couple of days, so it'll be a birthday gift."
"How about that? Is my birthday gift a grand one?"
Birthday gift?
The Tailor was stunned, her eyes suddenly darting as she said in a deep voice.
"You fatty, how do you know my birth month and day? Where did you get it! Did you investigate me?"
The Tailor's face darkened.
She knew very well that she had never told anyone her birth month and day. Even as her companion in the Senluo Division, Fatty shouldn't have known.
In response.
Fatty didn't play coy, and after an awkward moment, replied.
"Ahem, well, it's because one day last year I saw you secretly go buy a birthday cake..."
As he spoke.
Fatty recalled the 15th day of the fourth lunar month last year.
On that day, he went out to buy some figurines. He accidentally spotted the Tailor. Seeing her acting suspiciously, out of curiosity, he secretly followed her and saw her enter a cake shop. Shortly after, the Tailor emerged with a cake.
Afterward, Fatty witnessed a scene he would never forget.
He saw the Tailor take out the cake, find a secluded spot, unwrap it, insert and light candles, and then blow them out herself.
"Happy birthday to myself."
That was the Tailor's appearance.
Fatty saw it clearly. The Tailor smiled, the first time he had ever seen her smile.
It was after that incident that Fatty learned the Tailor's birthday was April 15th.
Counting the days.
In two days, it would be May 15th, which was the 15th day of the fourth lunar month. Fatty planned to give that half of the Ghost King's head to the Tailor as a birthday gift.
This wasn't a decision Fatty made on the spur of the moment to be sly; he had thought of it long ago.
Feeling the silence on the phone, without any sound from the Tailor.
Fatty became a little apprehensive and cautiously asked.
"Um, Tailor, are you still there? Well, I didn't mean to see it, it was just a coincidence, a coincidence, you know. Don't be angry, or is it that my birthday gift is not right?"
"Ahem, it's my first time giving a birthday gift, I don't understand this. It's true, who gives a head, or half a head, as a birthday gift? I'll change it..."
Before he could finish speaking.
The Tailor's voice came from the phone.
"Thank you."
Although it were only two words, Fatty was stunned for a moment. He shyly scratched his head, grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and replied.
"You're welcome."
...
Northeast, a bustling and lively night market street.
On the upper floor of a building.
The Tailor had just finished a call with Fatty. This time, she called Fatty not for no reason, but because their Senluo Division had also learned about the Fengmen zombie's transaction with the Weidao Division. They were discussing the possibility of rescuing the Fengmen zombie during the transaction.
She called to tell Fatty to be ready to rescue the Fengmen zombie at any time.
At this moment.
The Tailor hung up the phone and stood quietly by the window, looking down at the night market street below.
On the street, people were coming and going, men and women, old and young, they were couples, or families, parents holding their daughters, a lively and prosperous scene.
Gazing at this scene.
Her eyes darted, and no one knew what she was thinking at that moment.
After a moment.
She murmured.
"Birthday gift, huh..."
...