"Here, old man. This one's for you!"
"Thanks, kid."
Huaiyan took the box and gave it a shake. Something heavy seemed to be inside.
"Oh, it's got some weight to it."
"May I ask what's inside?"
"Some tools my uncle used back when he was working. They're worth a bit," Yan Huan replied.
"These days, they'd count as little antiques."
"Hoho, how thoughtful." Huaiyan smiled and nodded.
"I've got presents too!" March 7th stepped forward and handed Yunli and Huaiyan each a bottle of Soda Bean Juice.
"Freshly heated! Drink it while it's hot!"
"..." Yunli stared at the bean juice in her hand and frowned.
"People actually buy this stuff?"
"Yunli, where are your manners?" Huaiyan tucked the box under his arm and held up the drink with a faint smile.
"It's the thought that counts. Besides, bean juice has a long history. You youngsters just don't know a good thing when you see it."
"General Huaiyan, I have gifts for you both as well."
Dan Heng stepped forward and gave Yunli and Huaiyan each a steamed bun.
"..."
Yunli looked at the two things in her hands, then raised her head. "Did I come here for breakfast?"
"Yan Qing, don't tell me you brought fried dough sticks."
"Uh... Of course not."
Yan Qing's side had prepared a proper Luofu gift box, but Huaiyan had no hands free to take it.
"Hoho, you're all so enthusiastic. Just load these onto our Star Skiff later. This old man can't carry much more."
Huaiyan looked at Yunli.
"Yunli, didn't you have plenty you wanted to say before we came? You youngsters should talk. I'll sit over there and take a look at this little antique..."
"Ahem. I didn't have that much to say."
Once Huaiyan had sat down to the side,