"Mm. It's good."
After taking a bite of the bun, Jiang Beiran smiled and said to Shi Fenglan.
"Really!?"
"Mm."
"Yay!"
Having received an affirmative answer, Shi Fenglan immediately began dancing with joy. She picked up the steamer basket and ran toward the courtyard.
"Lingdang! Little Beiran said the buns are good!"
Feeling this rare liveliness, Jiang Beiran sat down at the dining table.
"Want a drink?" Just then, Lu Bogui came to Jiang Beiran's side with a Wine Gourd, offering him a cup as he spoke.
"Sure." Jiang Beiran nodded and took the cup from Senior Brother's hand. "Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I last drank with Senior Brother."
"You've been busy." Lu Bogui smiled, then picked up the Wine Gourd and poured Jiang Beiran a cup.
Lifting the cup and taking a sip, Jiang Beiran looked at the lively crowd outside the courtyard and asked, "What kind of performance are they putting on today?"
As Lu Bogui poured wine for himself, he answered, "They said you seemed especially tired these past two days, but they couldn't really help with anything, so they thought they'd make you some good food and offer what little strength they could."
After listening, Jiang Beiran paused for a moment, then turned back to look at Senior Brother. "Do I already look that tired?"
Jiang Beiran was confident his expression management was as good as ever. He should not have shown any sense of exhaustion.
"A feeling. You understand feelings, don't you? Come, Senior Brother will toast you first. Right now, the busiest person on the entire Profound Dragon Continent is you."
"I wouldn't dare. I should be the one to toast Senior Brother." Placing his cup slightly lower as he clinked it against Lu Bogui's, Jiang Beiran