After bringing back Little Flower, the kids surrounded the Black Cat, instantly forgetting their previous troubles.
Chen Muxue shook her head and returned to the kitchen, only to find that the porridge she had set aside earlier had disappeared.
"Come on, is there really someone stealing porridge? These cultivators each look so righteous, but none of them are gentlemen." Chen Muxue mumbled, preparing to make food again.
This remark was overheard by Chu Wuyi, who was sneaking in to return the bowl. His face turned red instantly, struggling internally for a moment, he decided to confess.
"Miss… I apologize, it was I who stole your porridge." Chu Wuyi said with a bow, and even Chen Muxue found the gesture inexplicably standard and elegant.
Chu Wuyi put down the bowl, which could be called a basin, and stood there a bit helplessly, looking like he was ready to accept any consequence.
