The three of them walked out of the station. The lingering glow of the setting sun spilled across Shrek City's streets, stretching their shadows long and far.
Leng Yaozhu walked at the front with brisk steps, her fiery red ponytail swaying behind her. Her entire body radiated an eager excitement. Leng Yulai walked beside her, graceful and composed, a faint smile on her lips. Xiao Cheng followed at the rear, watching the two women's backs as a warm feeling rose within him.
"By the way, where will we be making the battle armor from now on? Has the forging room been arranged already? Should I go ask Master Zheng?" Xiao Cheng asked.
"No need. We're going straight to the Spirit Pagoda!" Leng Yaozhu turned around and said as though it were only natural. "My dad specially prepared a forging workshop for us. It has the full set of top-tier equipment for forging, engraving, polishing, and smelting—everything we could need. It's reserved specifically for us to make battle armor and mechas! Come on, come on, I'll show you!"
Before she had even finished speaking, she stretched out her slender, fair hand and gently gripped Xiao Cheng's forearm. Her palm was warm, her grip lively yet light, and without giving him any room to object, she pulled him toward the towering Spirit Pagoda in the distance.
Watching the girl's fiery, energetic manner ahead of him, Xiao Cheng's eyes rippled with a helpless yet gentle smile. He had no intention of breaking free and simply let her lead him onward.
He had originally planned to visit his parents first after returning home. However, his mother had told the Leng sisters of his return, and he instantly understood what she meant. Presumably, she did not want to see him at home at this time