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The villagers were so enthusiastic, Fu Hanwen and Xiao Ruo did not refuse their kindness, and the two first offered sacrifices.
When the couple and Yuan Bao returned to the city, it was already past lunchtime, so they ate on the street before returning, as the Nesting Witch God does not partake in human food, they did not need to bring him a meal.
They hadn't finished eating when the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.
The few people assumed it was the waiter and looked up.
"Nesting Witch God?" Xiao Ruo and Yuan Bao exclaimed in surprise simultaneously.
"Why would the Nesting Witch God come to this tavern? Is he hungry too?" Yuan Bao joked, but he knew this was unlikely.
Fu Hanwen's eyes darkened: "Did Qin Xiaoyue appear?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruo put down her chopsticks, her face tense as she watched him.
"You were too careless!" The Nesting Witch God frowned: "If I hadn't arrived in time earlier, one of you would have already been bewitched."
