"Embroidery?"
"No, no, Fellow Daoist An Yang would laugh at this king. Absolutely not doing this kind of thing in front of Fellow Daoist An Yang!"
"Painting? Practicing calligraphy?"
"Even worse!"
"Playing chess? That sounds pretty good, but who is there to play with?"
"Playing with Fellow Daoist An Yang? No, no, I'd definitely be turned into a dog by Fellow Daoist An Yang without any effort!"
"Asking Sister Xiao Qian is way too dangerous."
"As for Miss Weiwei, wouldn't Fellow Daoist An Yang think this king only knows how to bully a mortal? No, no, the dignified King of Ten Thousand Beasts bullying a mortal, what kind of system is that? I'd definitely lose all respect!"
"Those two... don't count on them."
"Drinking tea?"
"It's so bitter, what's good about it!"
"Reading?"
"How is anyone supposed to get into that!"
"Playing the zither?"
"No, no, this skill doesn't even compare to those two humans upstairs! Sister Xiao Qian wouldn't laugh at this king, but Fellow Daoist An Yang's tastes were spoiled long ago. If she makes the dignified King of Beasts think I'm just randomly plucking strings, that would be too absurd!"
"Then how should I kill the afternoon?"
Although Huang Lan sat on the sofa, she still lazily leaned against the backrest, feeling as if she had no bones at all.
She found herself in a dilemma.
"I just made such grand vows, it wouldn't do to immediately go back to sprawling on the tatami mat and dozing all afternoon like before, especially since the afternoon sun is so hot..." With a bitter expression, Huang Lan's eyes suddenly lit up. She fished out her phone, opened the browser, clicked on the search bar of the search engine developed by An Shi Network, clumsily typed out a line of