Hato's private plane landed with perfect precision at the airport in the Heart of Myriad Spirits.
Su Ping stepped out.
This time, his return had not alerted anyone else. Only Old Guan, the Heart of Myriad Spirits' head steward, waited at the airport.
Hato's plane did not linger for even a minute. Once Su Ping disembarked, it headed straight back to Azure Flame Island.
Su Ping paid that no mind. Looking at Old Guan, who had long been waiting there, he asked:
"Uncle Guan, how have things been at home lately?"
Even though nothing major was likely to happen at the Heart of Myriad Spirits, he still instinctively asked whenever he returned home from elsewhere.
Old Guan smiled and shook his head.
"Nothing's happened!"
Su Ping keenly sensed that even Old Guan's attitude toward him had undergone some subtle changes.
He did not concern himself with it. These were minor matters.
People had to grow up, after all.
And he was indeed no longer the young Breeder who had just graduated and picked up wolf dung at home.
At that thought, Su Ping breathed out.
"How is Senior Meng doing?"
He felt it was about time to address Meng Huangliang's situation, too.
The man had spun a cocoon around himself through the Dream Entry skill, sealing everything away.
When sealing his own mental strength, he had subjected himself to mental hypnosis that simply could not be broken by force.
For hypnosis like this, one approach was external stimulation, and the other was a solution from within the dream.
After using the stone of imagination to work out the next direction for development, Su Ping had already begun thinking about how to carry it out.
And very soon, Su Ping had understood.
It was already March, approaching April. Fully and smoothly