"Ahem."
Old Wu coughed lightly.
Zhou Zhi smiled gently at Su Xiaolu and said, "Xiaolu, rest well."
Su Xiaolu nodded.
Old Wu looked at Su Xiaolu. Su Xiaolu blinked playfully and smiled.
Old Wu pursed his lips and closed his eyes.
After this matter was over, he had to find an opportunity to talk about it. He definitely couldn't bear to say anything to his precious disciple. If he couldn't bear to say anything to his disciple, he naturally had to talk to Zhou Zhi and tell him not to think about it. He had to give up.
It was a peaceful night.
The fish people sent food over. Zhou Zhi smiled at Su Xiaolu and nodded slightly.
Now, he was even more confident that there would be no accidents regarding the alliance. Next, it would be the negotiation between the two races.
Everyone ate quietly. The food given by the fish people was mostly fish. It had no taste and was very bland, but at least it was cooked.
