Wenren Sheng's villa.
A barbecue feast was underway in the backyard.
Having finally emerged from a long period of seclusion, they naturally had to celebrate.
Zhao Han, Wang Wenwen, and Little Illusion gathered around the grill, feasting away without stopping.
"Little Illusion, you can't just eat. You need to say something celebratory too. These are things you need to know once you grow up," Wang Wenwen casually lectured.
"What am I supposed to say?" Little Illusion asked as she gnawed on a pork chop.
"For example, wishing that I become younger and prettier, grow stronger and stronger, achieve immortality as soon as possible..." Wang Wenwen rattled off hundreds of unique celebratory wishes in one breath.
"Oh." Little Illusion rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while before suddenly realizing. "I get it. Whatever you lack, I congratulate you on having it, right?"
"Haha." Zhao Han, who was eating grilled fish beside them, burst out laughing and nearly got a fish bone stuck in her throat. "That really is the truth."
"Hmph, you little brat. The older you get, the less lovable you are." Wang Wenwen was left speechless and could only vent her resentment on the Lamb Skewers.
As the family chatted and ate barbecue, a Drone descended from above and delivered a package.
"See? I told you the book you wanted would definitely arrive today." Seeing this, Wenren De immediately took credit before his wife.
"Let me see first." Ouyang Ling opened the package and found a book inside, along with a smooth, gleaming bronze mirror.
"Oh? Merchants offer such good service these days? You even get a free gift when buying a book." Wenren De spoke casually, then picked up the mirror.
A heart appeared within it—a bright red heart that was beating, except several