"Have you made it home?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"I'm home now, senior."
The novelist said happily.
Although her safety wasn't a concern, Liu Zheng's caring attitude still moved her deeply.
"Good. Then, if you're free tomorrow, come out for a bit, and I'll make a copy of all the books in my head for you."
He said.
"Senior, what's happened to you?"
The novelist sharply sensed something was amiss.
"Tomorrow I'm going to make a delivery to the Peacock."
Liu Zheng didn't keep it from her.
"The Peacock..."
Even with the novelist's status, she couldn't help but fall silent upon hearing the name.
She was merely a member of a noble family from the metropolis, whereas the Peacock was nobility itself.
"Senior, what can I do for you?"
She asked.
"That French Plane Tree from the other day, it plans to evolve into a Phoenix. Could you protect it until it hatches successfully?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"No problem, senior."
The novelist immediately agreed.
"Then, thank you."
