Ye Tian and his group rode back to the farm.
After learning that Bibi Dong was reading in the study, he headed straight over and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock.
"Sis, I'm back."
Inside the study.
Bibi Dong, who had been buried in paperwork handling official affairs, looked toward the door upon hearing Ye Tian's voice.
At the same time, her hands moved without slowing. She swept the important documents from the desk into her storage ring.
Then she casually picked up a book, placed it on the desk, and pretended to read.
A moment later.
Ye Tian pushed open the door and entered.
Bibi Dong set down her book and smiled. "How did things go on Golden Turtle Island?"
"Not bad. We ran into some pirates along the way, but a Spirit Hall Patrol Team happened to pass by and took care of them."
Ye Tian spread his hands casually.
He did not want to mention the dangers of the trip to the Li Family.
It was already over.
Bringing it up would only make his sister worry for nothing.
"Mm." Bibi Dong nodded lightly and spoke of what the farm had suffered in recent days.
"The typhoon hit Butterfly Farm hard. Fewer than one in ten of the Fire Spirit Chickens on the mountain survived, and many crops froze to death."
Ye Tian had expected this.
He asked, "Have the dead Fire Spirit Chickens been dealt with?"
"After Chen Jian suggested giving them away for free, the nearby farmers took them." Bibi Dong closed the book, her beautiful eyes shifting slightly as she explained.
"That works too."
Ye Tian sighed softly. Giving them to the farmers was better than letting them go to waste.
Not long after hearing that Ye Tian had returned to Butterfly Farm,