Ye Yinzhu was somewhat pleased with himself as he said, "Of course, Sura makes the best meals."
"Yin Zhu, don't flatter me. How could I compare to Auntie?" Sura emerged carrying the last two dishes, "Uncle, I was in a rush, so I only prepared this much. Please don't take offense."
Ye Zhong gave Sura a deep look, a knowing smile spreading across his face, "This is already very good. Thank you, Sura."
The lavish dinner started, and the more Ye Zhong ate, the more surprised he became. Sura's culinary skills were indeed exquisite, and Ye Yinzhu's praise of him wasn't an exaggeration at all. Yet all throughout the meal, Ye Zhong wore a thoughtful expression. This made Sura slightly anxious, causing his cheeks to flush slightly.
The time of reunion was always short. When night fell, Ye Yinzhu accompanied his father all the way to the Academy door.
"Go back. There's nothing to worry about at home. Just focus on your cultivation at the academy", Ye Zhong advised his son.
