Lin Lee raised his head, glanced at the clear sky,
"Well, today I am fourteen years old, officially an adult in this civilization. Happy birthday to me." Lin Lee muttered calmly as the wind carrassed his bang's, revealing his handsome face with a flickering dark pupil.
"Also, the six-month summoning time has arrived; soon they will visit," Lin Lee muttered, looking at the distant sky.
A figure appeared behind him: "Master Lin Lee, I have prepared the lunch."
Lin Lee raised his brow, turned, and glanced at the Murong. Seeing her dedicated and hopeful expression, he became speechless. 'It seems she really forgot her princess identity in these months and has become a full-fledged maid and chef. She really took the joke of my roasting and eating her seriously; that's why she became a cook in order to feed me everything so I don't eat her.'
