Three Thousand Years of Paths.

The next day.

The sky had brightened up.

Li Nianfan woke up later than usual. After all, he had stayed up late the previous night.

Click.

He opened the door and stretched in the direction of the sun while yawning. What a refreshing morning!

"Mr. Li, good morning."

"Brother Nianfan, good morning."

In the yard, Daji and the rest were busy. They all had smiles on their faces. They were in a good mood.

"Wow, you all seem happy. What're you preparing to do?" Li Nianfan looked at them and realized that they were all busy around the kitchen.

Daji had a ball of dough in her hands as if she was making buns. Nanan and Dragin were kneading the flour by the side, adding water into the dough from time to time. They were busy but seemed very happy.

Even the Fire Phoenix felt embarrassed to do nothing. She was holding a knife while cutting the meat.

Chop! Chop! Chop!