Morning light filtered through the window lattice, gently falling across the table in the guest room of Phoenix Perch Pavilion.
Long Jinyu had risen early. Though his Soul Power and mental strength had yet to fully recover, years of habit kept him alert.
At that moment, he was intently preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Thinking of how much Ma Xiaotao had expended the previous night, he had specially simmered a pot of nourishing medicinal Spirit Rice Porridge. A faint, pleasant fragrance of grains and herbs filled the air.
He had just scooped up a small spoonful to taste for seasoning when a rapid, loud knock shattered the morning quiet, accompanied by an energetic female voice:
"Little Junior! Is Little Junior there? Open the door, quick!"
Long Jinyu: *'?'*
'Damn! Isn't that the little tyrant? Why did she come over so early in the morning?'
He wiped his hands on his apron and hurried over to open the door.
Wu Ming stood outside with an excited look on her face. The moment she saw him, she enthusiastically pounced forward and gave him a firm hug. "Little Junior, I missed you so much! I heard you've even become our academy's famous 'little senior sister' now? Congratulations!"
Wu Ming squeezed him so tightly he could barely breathe. Helplessly, he said, "Cough, cough... Senior Sister Wu Ming, long time no see. Have you been well?"
He tried to break free. "Please stop teasing me. How could I possibly compare to our Golden Crow Saintess? By the way, Senior Sister, did you come so early because something happened?"
Wu Ming released him with a grin, only to throw one arm around his shoulders again in an especially intimate manner. "Little Junior, that sweet mouth of yours is exactly what big sister likes most~ Let me