"It's not too chaotic," Xia Xi shook her head and said.
"That's good," Zhao Yun nodded. As long as it wasn't chaotic, that was fine. As for those who wanted to find him and try to bring him back, let them come find him. Whether they could manage to do that was up to them.
Zhao Yun didn't continue to question but instead asked about her recent life.
Xia Xi smiled and shared with them some interesting experiences she had on missions.
At noon, Xia Yu brought over food, and the grandfather and his three grandchildren enjoyed a pleasant lunch together.
When the old man and Zhao Yun were about to take a nap, Xia Xi followed Xia Yue back to her courtyard.
She curled up in a single-seater sofa in the living room, sipping the juice poured by Xia Yue.
"You're heading to another plane again? What kind is it?" Xia Xi asked while looking at Xia Yue, who was half-reclining on the multiple-seater sofa opposite her.
