One day passed quickly.
Ling Feng slept soundly until the next morning.
Upon waking up, he enjoyed a delightful breakfast carefully prepared by Fang Wen.
"Not bad, not bad, Junior Sister Fang, your cooking skills are improving."
Ling Feng faintly smiled; he had become picky from Su Hongxiu's pampering, and ordinary food was hard for him to swallow.
"As long as Senior Brother likes it, and also, I'm here to serve you as your maid, so you don't have to be so formal calling me Junior Sister Fang." Fang Wen said with a slight blush.
"Oh..." Ling Feng rubbed his nose, "Then I'll call you Xiao Wen, haha."
"Okay." Fang Wen nodded, tacitly agreeing.
"So, Xiao Wen, how are the things I asked about yesterday?" Ling Feng casually asked.
"No worries, Senior Brother, everything is ready. Master Ye specially set up a venue, saying he'll gather all the disciples of the Elixir Ding Hall to help you." Fang Wen looked up, smiling.
"Ye Xiong, that fellow, surprisingly reliable!"
