"Dad, wake up. Hurry, wake up."
Snow Empress groggily opened her eyes, moved Xuan Xiao's arm off her body, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked at Little White standing beside the bed. Her voice carried a trace of drowsiness and helplessness.
"Little White? What is it? It's so early. Can't you let me sleep a little longer?"
Little White rubbed his hands together, his face filled with urgency and excitement.
"Guests are here. They specifically asked for Dad, saying they're his old friends. They look like they're important, so I hurried over to report it."
Snow Empress sighed, then nudged Xuan Xiao, who was still sleeping soundly beside her. Her tone was somewhat annoyed.
"Hey, wake up. Someone's looking for you. Stop sleeping like a pig."
Xuan Xiao rolled over, muttered a few incomprehensible words, then slowly opened his eyes and yawned.
"Got it. Take them to the reception hall first. I'll wash up and be right there."
Little White answered and scampered away.
Xuan Xiao climbed out of bed and first went to his small cafeteria to grab several steaming buns. He ate as he headed toward the reception hall.
It had to be said, the buns made by the professional chef puppets were truly delicious—thin skin, generous filling, and flavorful broth. One bite left his mouth full of rich juices. They were simply a heavenly delicacy.
With a bun in his mouth, he pushed open the reception hall door. When he saw the two people inside, he could not help but freeze for a moment.
"What are you two doing here? What rare guests."
Wu Feng put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin, her tone carrying a hint of haughtiness and displeasure.
"What? You don't welcome us? We came all this way to find you,