Got it.
This girl is really getting more and more unambitious.
Chen Ye had just made a casual remark, never expecting this lass to actually want to open an eatery.
After eating and drinking their fill, Qing Jun, with her round little belly, sprawled bonelessly on the bamboo chair, burping.
Jin'er and Zhiwei, on the other hand, deftly tidied away the jade plates and utensils.
Chen Ye set down his teacup, the lazy smile on his face gradually fading.
He stood up and lifted his head, looking toward the outside of the Array light curtain.
By now it was evening; the clamor outside had subdued quite a bit, though one could still vaguely see streaks of Flowing Light heading toward Wuyang Palace.
The Divine Son's return to the Sect stirred up a great commotion.
Not only the Greed Fiend Branch, but Guardians and Venerables from the other six branches were all going to Wuyang Palace to pay their respects and discuss matters.
