Song Yan simply sat across from her, took out the skin, and pretended to clumsily work on it.
For him, this was a hard-won "legitimate extension of life time."
The higher the realm, the more lifespan is needed for deduction. He wanted to make good use of this time, to be as stable as possible, not to provoke anyone, and did not want any accidents to happen.
In the afternoon...
Song Yan voluntarily ended today's skin making and went to Tingxue Palace.
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...
The noodles came up quickly.
Song Yan took a bite.
Something was off.
The taste was too good, and it was made with too much care, definitely not An Li's craftsmanship, but someone afraid he might become disgusted had tried to "pass off fish eyes as pearls."
He instinctively wanted to release his divine sense to verify his suspicion, but after thinking about it, he refrained.
If he wanted to find "protective thought" in ordinary and stable days, he should avoid this kind of "cheating technique" as much as possible.
