"Ow, that hurt." Yao Ziyue clutched her head and cried out indignantly. "Why did you hit me?"
Yao Ziyan merely smiled gently without saying anything.
Yao Ziyue swallowed. Based on past experience, it was better not to keep asking, or something very terrifying might happen.
Luo Chuan glanced at the two of them but said nothing.
It was better not to speak right now. He could sense that Yao Ziyan's mood might be a little off.
"Come help me." Yao Ziyan turned and left.
"Oh." Yao Ziyue hurried after her.
What a friendly scene. Their relationship was truly wonderful.
Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze, that thought popping into his mind for no apparent reason. From the surface, it did indeed look that way.
Forget it, forget it. No need to worry about so much.
He shook his head and casually opened Martial Breaking the Firmament to read. It had only been such a short time, yet so many chapters had been updated. Lin Wanshuang was truly diligent.
As a fellow author, Luo Chuan actually felt the tiniest bit inferior.
Look at her, then look at himself. Sigh, there was simply no comparison.
Of course, that was only a passing thought. Change was impossible—he would never change in this lifetime.
Speaking of which, when would the first type of Talisman Fire appear? Luo Chuan was really looking forward to it...
Time often slipped away when one was not paying attention.
When the second explosion rang out, Yao Ziyan's helpless voice drifted over from the kitchen. "Didn't I tell you not to use spiritual energy and skills...? Forget it, I'll do it myself."
Luo Chuan looked toward the girl sitting down nearby as if she had been granted amnesty, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"Boss, you're laughing at me, aren't