Zhao Changhe thought that now with Gusu and the Tang Clan in disarray, with neither the aunt nor nephew of the Tang Clan having time to come over, and with him still yet to fully recover from his injuries, there was indeed nothing else to do at the moment.0

He wanted to chat more with Sisi, but it was not appropriate for him to directly ask her about the situation of the Ancient Spirit Tribe. They were clearly both hiding things from each other, which made the situation quite awkward. It seemed like going back into the room to tell a story was not such a bad idea.1

It was a rare moment of rest since his arrival in this world. The pace of the past half year has indeed been too fast. Looking back, he felt really exhausted.0

Seeing Zhao Changhe agree, Sisi was very happy and quickly disappeared with excitement.0

When she reappeared, she was dressed as the little maid once again, completely covered up, showing not a hint of her skin.0

She happily pulled him to sit by the table and presented him with various bottles and jars as if she were presenting a treasure. “This disguise is...1