When Yingxing first heard that Jingliu was getting engaged, his first reaction was relief.
Given the difference between his lifespan and those of his friends, he had always wanted to see Jingliu find happiness with his own eyes.
After that relief passed, he immediately remembered the Formation Blade Forging Blueprint at his workstation in the Artisanship Commission, followed by Jingliu's dowry, for which he didn't even have a blueprint yet.
Yingxing calculated how much time he had.
Jingliu and Xianyu would get engaged in six months. With some overtime, he could still finish in time.
But he would have to find a way to hide it from Jing Yuan, who came to the Artisanship Commission every other day to hurry him along.
It was one thing for Yingxing, Dan Feng, and Baiheng to contribute to Jingliu's wedding dowry, but how awkward would it be if Jing Yuan, their junior, found out? It would look as though they were excluding him!
Wait, why did it feel like once I started working overtime, I never stopped? When would I ever get to leave on time?!
As Yingxing thought about it, he suddenly remembered the joke he had made with Jingliu.
Surely Jingliu wouldn't ask me to make the rings too?!
Even splitting him in half would not give him enough hands for that!
Yingxing nearly lost control of his expression. His face stiffened as he inwardly cursed Dan Feng.
This wasn't what Dan Feng said! What happened to at least a decade or two, even several decades?
Oh, and the wedding gift money from before! That was Dan Feng's fault too!
Had I offended the High Elder at some point without realizing it?
Unable to make sense of it, Yingxing grew increasingly irritated as he thought, turning to look at Dan Feng