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The next morning at the break of dawn, within the Zhaoming Garden at Taihua Mount's Hospitality Peak.
Zhou Heng finished a night of meditation and walked out of his room, only to find the courtyard already filled with the delicious aroma of tofu pudding and deep-fried dough sticks, complemented by the scent of bone broth.
It gave him the feeling of being back in Huangtong Mansion City.
Suddenly, Yun Xiu emerged from the kitchen, carrying a serving tray with two bowls of tofu pudding made with bone broth and ten deep-fried dough sticks on it.
"Heng brother, you're awake," Yun Xiu said with a beaming smile as she placed the tray on a stone table in the courtyard. "I was about to call you after preparing breakfast."
"What made you think of making breakfast?" Zhou Heng asked, glancing at the stone table nearby and sniffing, "Hmm, smells even better than when we were at Huangtong Mansion City."