The autumn feeling grows stronger, and the days become shorter.
Even before the workday ends, dusk has already settled outside the window.
Snow Mountain Peak crouches on the windowsill, cracking open the window slightly, using its nose to sniff the autumn breeze outside!
It squints its eyes, sniffing while frowning.
In the wind... is this the smell of spicy chicken? Not bad! I'll get a portion from the cafeteria later!
And the smell of... purple rice? It's so-so, not as good as the rice from Fox Mountain.
And the smell of... fried spring rolls? Also nice!
But since they're already frying spring rolls, why not fry some radish balls as well?
Indeed, after the incident at the fashion academy this morning, they didn't stay for a meal, missing out on the academy's radish balls, which left Snow Mountain Peak quite upset!
Fang Xiaoyu finished writing the last document, stretched lazily, and got up to move to the window.
"Immortal Beast, are you unhappy?"
