"Dad, I'm going to bed first."
Finishing off the last bite from her small bowl, Ji Ruxue grabbed a tissue with her little hand to wipe her mouth, looking at Lu Chuan with her big, watery eyes.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan nodded.
Ji Ruxue jumped off the chair and hurried back to her room, closing the door carefully before continuing to stabilize her cultivation.
The night deepened.
The farm gradually fell silent, with only the footsteps from patrolling Corpse Puppets echoing distinctively through the night.
In the amusement park, Zhao Lin lay sound asleep on a bed beneath the slide.
Ji Ruxue, sitting cross-legged on her bed, suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze flickering.
She sensed Li Ying's location; he was approaching the farm.
"Consider yourself lucky, I'll spare your life."
Ji Ruxue thought to herself.
It seemed he understood her intentions; otherwise, he wouldn't have come so late.
