At this moment, inside Wenren Sheng Villa.
"This Water Margin is good precisely because of the amnesty." Reclining on the study sofa, Wenren Sheng sipped fragrant tea as he read Water Margin, speaking contentedly.
Recently, his father had read a book on health preservation and said coffee contained caffeine, which was bad for one's health. It was best not to touch these things the Eastern Continent had seized from the West.
The clear tea was fragrant, without the slightest bitterness.
As for which girlfriend had roasted the tea leaves, even he could no longer tell.
Only after examining them closely could he determine it.
He truly had a chaotic collection of girlfriends.
Little Panda was gnawing on Bamboo nearby. It had just returned from the Demon Tide World.
Because there was no good Bamboo to eat there.
Hearing Wenren Sheng's comment, it casually said, "That big Rat really has no backbone. I look down on him. He has none of the spirit of Yang Weite, whom you chose before. You have a good eye for people, but the people you choose don't have a good eye."
"Not necessarily. You're only a panda—what do you know about Water Margin? That big Rat can bend and stretch as needed. He has the qualities that would attract the Collector. Haven't you noticed?" Wenren Sheng commented.
"What Collector? I'm a panda, I don't understand." Little Panda immediately turned a deaf ear.
It already knew Wenren Sheng's taboo: nothing directly related to Anomalies could be brought into his home.
He wanted to create an absolutely quiet, stable, comfortable environment for his family, where they could work, study, make tea and pastries, eat and drink...
But they absolutely could not play any kind of Anomaly free-for-all here.
So tentacles, principals, and the like all had to