"Morning, Yeye."
Lu Yuan smiled and rubbed Yeye's head.
"Yes."
Yeye closed his eyes tiredly again. Lu Yuan smiled and said,
"You should rest for a while and get up later."
Yeye nodded lightly.
Lu Yuan got up, washed up, and left the room.
It was very quiet outside the door. When Lu Yuan arrived at the hall on the first floor, he realized that Li Qinghe was the only one there.
Li Qinghe was playing games on the sofa when she heard the voice and looked up.
After seeing Lu Yuan, Li Qinghe snorted and looked away.
Lu Yuan walked to Li Qinghe's side and sat down. He looked at Li Qinghe curiously and asked,
"Sister Qinghe, why are you alone? Where are the others?"
"Some of them are cultivating, while others are out buying ingredients. Isn't it a celebration to burn saint-tier genes every night?"
Lu Yuan's mouth twitched and he smiled.
"You all know?"