"Go on and keep playing!" Murong patted Zhou Mu's head and said.
Zhou Mu nodded lightly, then took Zhou Nian by the hand, called Zhou Yuanbao and the others over, and went to find Ouyang Zhen to set up another illusion array for them.
After they left, Murong sat elegantly in the courtyard, where a large tree stood quietly beside her.
She leisurely sipped tea beneath its spreading branches as she waited for Zhou Hao to emerge.
Just like that, six days flew by, and Zhou Hao successfully completed the task Ouyang Zhen had given him.
He connected the final array pattern to the array plate, then emerged from his state of concentration.
The moment he did, he immediately sensed Murong's aura. His brows lifted slightly, and without another word, he appeared before her.
"Miss me?" Zhou Hao looked at Murong with a grin and teased.
Murong promptly rolled her eyes at him and naturally handed over the tea in her hand. Pursing her lips, she said, "You're thinking too much. I came to see Mu Mu and the others about something."
Zhou Hao took the teacup, sipped from it, and asked with a chuckle, "Then what do you need them for?"
As he spoke, he had already walked over and sat beside Murong.
Murong glanced at him from the corner of her eye, formed another teacup in her hand, and answered evenly, "Xia Ling needs their help with some research."
"Oh~" Zhou Hao suddenly understood. His gaze then swept over the surroundings as he asked, "Where are they?"
"The old man took them to play in the illusion array. He sensed that you were out, so he should be back soon," Murong said leisurely after taking a sip of tea.
The moment her words fell, Ouyang Zhen returned with