Humming a tune, Dragon Spirit strode out of the association's main gate, feeling a bit curious about what Ginsengfruit had bought.
From a distance, he spotted a group of people trailing behind Ginsengfruit.
Scenes from TV dramas immediately flashed in Dragon Spirit's mind: "This, this I don't want, everything else, wrap it up!"
However, Dragon Spirit didn't go up to greet Ginsengfruit.
The two exchanged a glance from afar, then moved on like strangers.
Half an hour later, Dragon Spirit and Ginsengfruit met again in the small courtyard.
Dragon Spirit had already checked on the children in the backyard. The moment one foot stepped into the backyard,
a deafening cry made Dragon Spirit swiftly retract his foot.
He couldn't help but feel relieved, thankful that taking care of these little rascals was not his job.
When Ginsengfruit returned and saw Dragon Spirit sitting by the stone table in the front yard, sipping tea, he was somewhat surprised.
"Why are you back?"
