Tai City, in front of a detached villa.
A Little Black Dog was tearing through the garden at full speed, chased by a cool and aloof young girl. Her jet-black hair was braided into a long plait that hung over her chest, and her pretty face was now twisted with fury. "Xiaobai, you are not allowed to run around the garden anymore! You just had a bath—if you roll around in the mud again, I'll break your dog legs!"
Outside the villa, Su Qingying clicked her tongue at the sight.
"My cousin used to be such a quiet girl, but now she's been driven to swearing. Is this the fate of raising a brat?"
Su Qingying had come today as a representative of the Spirit Association to deliver something to Undertaker. After entering the villa, she found the legendary Undertaker, who stood at the top of the food chain, sprawled on the sofa with a chilled watermelon in his arms, scooping it out with a spoon.
When Fang Yi saw Su Qingying arrive, he casually pushed the watermelon on the table toward her. "Sit." Then he continued alternating between bites of chilled watermelon and gulps of soda, enjoying double the happiness.
Su Qingying sat across from him somewhat stiffly. Even though she had dealt with Undertaker many times already, she still couldn't help feeling nervous whenever she saw him.
After all, who could connect the young man in front of her, drinking cola and eating chilled watermelon, with the legendary Undertaker who had buried the Aberrant King with One Blade Seal Burial?
After waiting only ten minutes, Fang Yi finished the watermelon.
"Did the Spirit Association come to see me about something today?"
"Yes, Brother Fang. I came to deliver something. The Sky City Spirit Association sent this over, saying