Three days later.
Morning.
Zhang Xiaoman was at home packing his luggage while on the phone.
"Master Liu, I'm setting off today, yes, that's right, going to have fun at sea. Just me, my mom isn't going. Don't worry, I've already picked up Dahei, I guarantee I will feed him to be black and plump. By the way, Master Liu, how have you been these past two days there?"
The energetic voice of Pei Laoliu came through from the other end of the phone:
"Haha, I'm really comfortable over here. You don't know, the cultivation convention was postponed due to some reasons. It seems like it's going to be held half a month later, so I simply decided not to go back and will play in Binglong Province for a while, treating it as a vacation. After all, food and accommodation are covered, Master Liu can also enjoy himself for once."
"Ah? Why would such an event be postponed?"
