Chen Yun had formulated a short-term plan in the morning.
He almost immediately began to execute it.
At noon, he had done a muscle tremor exercise, eaten a meal of snake meat, and read a novel for a while.
Then he had an in-depth yet straightforward exchange with the snake meat vendor nearby, discussing the purchasing needs for the next few days.
By two in the afternoon, Chen Yun was on time heading directly to Bai Shi's doorstep, knocking loudly on his door.
It wasn't long.
Bai Shi came out holding a carving knife, his face covered in white dust. From the room behind him, melodious music was playing.
It was George Winston's musical piece—"December," which sounded melodious and gentle.
Chen Yun didn't ask what Bai was doing.
Because of his often used Transparent World Perception, he knew everything around him.