Si Mingjing laughed inwardly. How could she not understand Mo Yinhe's intentions? But they were guests in someone else's home, and while the hosts were busy, they unabashedly took a nap. Was that really okay?
Regardless of whether it was okay, Mo Yinhe insisted on pulling her for a quick rest.
The four elders of the Mystery Sect were each busy with their own tasks, and no one had the time to mind what the two of them were doing.
Half an hour later, the bird eggs were gathered, the fish were caught, and the century egg and lean pork congee was still simmering slowly.
The Fourth Master, full of vigor despite his age, was exceptionally quick at cleaning and preparing fish.
After cleaning, washing, and boiling fish soup, he still took time to solve Yangyang's test problems.
