Shang Yanting pursed his lips slightly, his voice a little dry, "Where's the system?"

"The fine bucket is with the eldest brother."

The nineteenth senior brother instantly understood what he meant, "Don't worry, it's fine now..."

Before he could finish, he felt a gust of wind in front of him, making him mumble incoherently.

Where is Junior Brother Yan Qing?

Junior Brother Yan Qing has disappeared.

Just as he came in a hurry, he left in a hurry as well.

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The eldest brother was boiling water, preparing to give Jia Xitong, who was covered in a mess, a bath.

Her three pets seemed to sense her heavy mood and crouched around her. Two of the enormous magical beasts nearly collapsed her senior brother's house.

"It's just a fire, what's there to be afraid of?"

The senior brother comforted her in a particularly considerate way, "Think back to when you angrily blew up the martial arts master-level lion and burned it bald, I think you were incredibly cool back then."

Can they be the same?

She was ambitious back then, but now she's tearing the house apart.

As someone who cherishes the past, she had long considered that little house her home. Her senior brother's words of comfort only made her more heartbroken, and the little raccoon, who was not supposed to cry, began to tremble.

"system."

Suddenly a familiar voice came, and Jia Xitong looked up sharply.

Shang Yanting opened the door and ran towards her against the light.

"Host, dear!"

The moment Jia Xitong saw him, she finally broke down and lunged at him, her guilt and unease pouring out like a burst dam.

"I...I burned the house down."

She was so sad, so guilty, so remorseful. "I'm sorry!"