That man’s efficiency in handling matters is indeed high, looking at this, he truly intends to cultivate Gan Tang into a future King.
Sherry spoke gently to Gan Tang, "Would you be interested in taking a walk with me?"
The little fellow nodded lightly.
On the plane, he had already rested, and with the vigor of a child, he naturally disliked being cooped up in a room. Arriving at a new and novel place, he certainly wanted to look around everywhere.
The two of them headed towards the exit when Sherry spoke again.
"So, besides Chinese, what other languages can you speak?"
"English, and a little French."
"That’s fantastic, then... have you studied math?"
"I can do all four arithmetic operations within 100."
Sherry exclaimed in admiration, "My goodness, this is completely beyond my imagination. Then you must also enjoy reading?"
"I like reading interesting books."
"Of course, I feel the same."
As the two chatted and walked away, Gan Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching their figures, not because she worried about how Sherry might treat her son, but because she was pondering.
What to do next, she needed to think carefully.
The motorcade drove into the Royal Palace and stopped at the tall steps.
Staff members jogged over to open the car door and upon seeing Huangfu Jue step out, the Royal Palace guards immediately saluted him in unison.
As Huangfu Jue walked into the hall, a suited and booted staff member was already waiting there.
"Madam is in the gym."
With a raised hand, he signaled Will to stay put, and Huangfu Jue walked upstairs, heading straight to the gym on the third floor.
The staff member standing outside the gym saw him from afar and immediately helped open the door for him.
"Madam is practicing."
He walked in and sure enough, saw a tall woman dressed in archery attire engaged in a bout with three opponents inside the gym.
She sidestepped an opponent’s sword with a side strike, and with a flick of her own long sword, sent the two on either side reeling, her sword’s gleam flashing by as the third person’s long sword was lifted up, creating an arc of light in midair before skewering into the floor in front of Huangfu Jue.
The man stepped back and bowed respectfully to her.
The woman turned around, her gaze falling on Huangfu Jue who stood by her side.
Huangfu Jue smiled as he spoke, "You were looking for me?"
The woman didn’t say a word, but simply lifted her right hand, raising the long sword towards the sky—a courtesy performed before a fencing bout.
Huangfu Jue raised an eyebrow while the other party tipped her chin at him.
With no choice, he extended his hand to take the sword in front of him and approached her.
When they were two meters apart, the woman suddenly stepped forward, thrusting her long sword sharply, he stepped back, she attacked with a second thrust, he stepped back again, and she pressed on relentlessly.
After retreating several steps, he had no space left to retreat and was forced to counter with his sword.
Her sword twisted around his, with the tip pointing at his chest, and he let out a laugh as he lowered his sword.
"Your swordsmanship has improved again."
"Hmph!" the woman lifted her hand, tossing the sword to an approaching staff member and removed the protective mask from her head, "You think a casual compliment from you can smooth things over?"
With the removal of the mask, a breathtakingly beautiful face immediately appeared in front of Huangfu Jue.
At a glance, the woman couldn’t be more than thirty years old, but a closer look revealed the wisdom and insight carved by years and the formidable aura emanating from her every move, nothing a young woman could possess.