Gifts for the Family

The unicycle flew through the air remarkably smoothly—though calling it flight wasn't quite right. It hovered, then glided sideways!

Jiang Han did not even feel a bump while sitting on it.

When the unicycle reached her front door and descended onto the Sky Island, it remained astonishingly smooth as it rolled forward.

Once all four vehicles had parked beside the Cat Lamp tree at home, Jiang Han jumped out of hers and casually flicked her tail, sending a curious Cat Lamp that wanted to tap the unicycle with its tail flying away.

She spoke in the Cat Lamp language:

"Thank you, meow-ao."

The four fluffy chauffeur Cat Lamps drifted leisurely out of their vehicles. After exchanging farewells, they departed.

Heave-ho... After straightening her skirt, Jiang Han let out a long breath and headed toward Ms. Ye and Ms. Xuan's house.

On the cliff face near Jiang Han's home, a prominent rock shelf jutted out from the wall. A small forest grew there, along with a garden within it, one that gave off rising clouds of water mist. All of Ms. Xuan's large-antlered deer were kept here, along with all sorts of exotic flowers and strange grasses.

The old cadre's hobbies were tending flowers and plants, and riding deer while cosplaying an elf and bouncing about.

A little crazy, but the adorable kind of crazy.

This garden was at most one or two thousand square meters—not particularly "large," by a witch's standards.

Jiang Han had not visited Ms. Xuan in a while.

Since witches were long-lived in the conventional sense, meeting once every month or two was not infrequent. Besides, their family had a habit of eating and drinking together on weekends, and occasionally watching matches together!

She pushed open the door. The interior resembled Bag End as described in *The