Ye Qiao pondered briefly and understood why they had come, nodded to them with a smile, "Oh it's you two. Come in, I just made hotpot; you're in for a treat."
Hai Qin and Hanna entered somewhat hesitantly.
The delicious aroma intensified as they stepped in, lingering stubbornly under their noses.
"Why are you here? Are you feeling better?" Wen Jue, carrying a plate of potato slices, came out of the kitchen and saw Hai Qin immediately.
Hai Qin nodded, "Yes, thanks to the antidote provided by the Peach Grove Holy Woman, I'm fine now. I came over specifically to thank her."
Wen Jue nodded slightly, "You haven't had your meal yet. Sit down and have a bite."
Hai Qin didn't bother with formalities and pulled Hanna to sit down next to him.
The already snug dining table was immediately filled with Hai Qin, his wife, Gaiya, Hua Mo, and Hua Sheng.
