When Yan Qing emerged from the hot spring, the exhaustion brought by the "Tongyou World" was almost completely dispelled.
Returning to the living room, he saw Murong Hui sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table, her long hair cascading down to the wooden floor, drinking canned milk while working on a puzzle. The puzzle theme was still... Strike Freedom!?
"Do you know what this is?" Yan Qing was dumbfounded.
"Of course, it's similar to the Mechanical Puppets in Heaven and Earth." Murong Hui put her hands on her hips: "My Grandpa has a Divine Technique akin to Heaven and Earth; it can move mountains, cut rivers, overturn seas, subdue monsters, and suppress demons..."
"Alright, alright, I get it." Yan Qing glanced at her attire, still in her tank top and shorts outfit, with caramel-colored, long legs crossed together. He was a bit skeptical whether she got this tan naturally or if it was from sun exposure; if it was the latter, it couldn't possibly be so even.
