Mili's laboratory.
A sumptuous feast, Xiao Ba's cheerful laughter, with Green's status as a Third-Level Great Sorcerer on the brink of Ascending Stigmata, at this moment he felt somewhat awkward, just quietly savoring the wizard's delicious food on the table, saying nothing.
"What's wrong, not to your taste?"
Mili smiled, her eyes narrowed like a crescent moon in the sky, so gentle it almost melted the heart.
"Uh…no, it's just that after spending years on tedious and dull experiments, I'm not quite used to such a grand feast."
Green speared a dragon eye grape with a toothpick, and its appearance seemed painfully sorrowful, shedding some tears, emitting a strange fragrance, dipping it in honey before swallowing it.
"If you like it, eat more. Don't be a picky eater like Eight Rainbows Nevis."
Mili sipped grape wine, her snow-white cheeks a bit rosy, she just quietly watched Green without saying more.
It seemed even so, Mili felt quite content.
...
Several days later.
