The afternoon sun was gentle and comfortable inside Jishi Hall.
In the hall, there hung a wooden sign stating, "Doctor outside, closed for today."
A medical book rested on the medicine cabinet, with Tan Yun's plump cheeks pressed against it, currently sound asleep, with saliva continuously dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Ao... Woo."
Little Blackie by his side also yawned, shook its body, and then found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.
"I need to give brother a surprise when I get back today."
In the back hall's kitchen, Zhao Qingmei held a fresh turtle ready to be slaughtered, then glanced at the other fresh ingredients on the table, her lips slightly curving upwards.
After all, her brother's four favorite things were his meals each day.
"Sect Hierarch!"
Li Fuzhou entered hurriedly, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
His greatest fear had still come to pass.
"What happened?" Zhao Qingmei asked, her smile vanishing.
