Others could leave, but where could they go? Would the Immortal Venerable set his sights on them? Would he glare at them once, and from then on, would the vast and majestic Myriad Sound Mountain become "as flat as the ground"?!
An hour later.
"Old Ox, Little Crimson, pack it up."
Chen Xun waved his hand instinctively, but his pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at Gu Qingyan. "Hehe, Qing Yan, ingredients from the Immortal Realm are not easy to come by. Everyone has left, so naturally, we can't waste them."
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Qingyan was already helping them sort and pack the food with a serene, gentle smile. Naturally, it could not simply be tossed into a Storage Ring.
"Moo moo~" Big Black Ox ran around beside Gu Qingyan.
Little Crimson had crawled beneath the table. It was probing deep into the earth veins, seeing whether Myriad Sound Mountain held any deeply buried, undiscovered mineral veins. Just something to do while it was at it...
Chen Xun's expression also grew tranquil.
As he watched Gu Qingyan pack up the food, his mind drifted for a moment. He recalled the girl from those years ago who had silently organized the books in his cave abode for him, wondering whether she had looked like this today.
After a long while.
Chen Xun smiled and cupped his fists. "Qing Yan, many thanks."
Gu Qingyan raised her hand slightly and smiled. "It was only a small effort. I'll go deal with the aftermath, lest those Mystical Sound Sect disciples overthink things and leave a trace of hidden danger in their Dao Hearts."
"Mm, alright." Chen Xun nodded, suddenly unsure of what to say.
Gu Qingyan slowly stepped into the air and departed.
Chen Xun looked at the exquisite food boxes