Qin Changqing's residence.
He pushes open the door and steps into the courtyard.
Stretching lazily in the morning sun.
"Who awakens from a deep dream? I've always known myself. In a thatched cottage, I sleep through spring, and outside the window, the sun lingers."
"So humid, so damp."
Whoosh! ——
A streak of red light flies past.
Qin Changqing's mouth curls up, and he steps into the void, grabbing the red light in his hand.
"Little fellow, where are you going so early in the morning?" Qin Changqing gazes at the Blood Coral King in his hand and laughs.
The latter struggles in his hand for a moment, realizing that he can't get free, so he lets his human-shaped body wilt, conveying a plea for mercy.
"Alright, don't run around. This mountain is not like Xuanyi Peak. If some elder catches you and turns you into soup, don't blame me."
Qin Changqing releases his hand, and the Blood Coral King immediately escapes, burrowing into the soil of the flowerbed.
