The mother and her children waited the entire afternoon, and when night fell, Liu Ji and Ah Wang finally returned.
The Qin Mansion had been completely transformed, making them wonder if they had taken the wrong path; the mansion was brightly lit, and the aroma of food wafted through the air, warming their hearts.
Fortunately, Sanlang poked his head out from the entrance, and only then did they dare to believe that this was indeed the Qin Mansion, and they hadn't made a wrong turn.
The fatigue from the afternoon's journey seemed to dissipate as they stepped through the bright doorway.
Seeing Qin Yao and the children waiting in the courtyard, Liu Ji could no longer hold back and slumped his shoulders in dejection.
"Why did it take you the whole afternoon? Did you see your junior brother?" Qin Yao asked tentatively.
Ah Wang nodded at Qin Yao and went to the kitchen to help bring out the dishes; after a long day, his stomach was already growling.
