The Qingyuan Realm has a wide variety of spells, and Li, as a hidden master, is extremely skilled at using spells like fixed-point teleportation.
Lou Xiaotian, who was still laughing strangely, suddenly saw two steaming hot buns in front of him.
Her different appearance immediately caught Lou Xiaotian's eye.
He gazed at the two exquisitely crafted, jade-like buns, completely captivated by them.
However, he knew that steamed buns should be eaten hot.
He leaned closer and took a sniff; the faint fragrance made Lou Xiaotian unable to resist any longer.
He eagerly took a bite, and when the soup burst in his mouth, he, like Grandpa Li, was hit by the broth.
But he reacted quickly; he stuck out his buttocks, and the soup didn't fall onto his clothes, but onto the ground.
Looking at those few drops of broth and savoring the exquisite taste in his mouth, Lou Xiaotian regretted it. He should have thought more about how to eat it.
Lou Xiaotian, consumed by self-reproach, didn't notice that his bedroom door had been opened.
The man outside the door was Lou Xiaotian's father, Lou Batian, the town lord of Xiaohe Town.
Just like his name suggests, he was a powerful figure in his youth, but as he grew older, he lost interest in fighting and killing, and chose a small place to live out his remaining years in peace.
He only had one son, so naturally he valued Lou Xiaotian.
Lou Xiaotian has been acting mysteriously lately, and seems to be getting involved with some strange people, which worries him a bit.
He had originally planned to have a father-son talk with Lou Xiaotian, but when he knocked on the door, there was no response.
He could smell Lou Xiaotian inside, so he opened the door and saw Lou Xiaotian with his butt sticking out, lewdly sucking on a steamed bun.
It's an eyesore!
Lou Batian's face turned black.
His son can be a spoiled brat, but he should at least have basic manners.
Seeing Lou Xiaotian's appearance, Lou Batian tore open the sign at the door and slipped inside, kicking Lou Xiaotian in the butt.
"How did I teach you to stand and sit properly? If people see you like this, they'll think the Lou family has no manners."
Lou Batian rattled off a long string of words like a machine gun.
Lou Xiaotian, whose mouth was already stuffed with food, couldn't refute it. And because Lou Batian acted too quickly, Lou Xiaotian was caught off guard and the last soup dumpling in his hand slipped out.
"No!"
Looking at the steamed buns flying in the air, Lou Xiaotian's eyes showed despair.
Ignoring Lou Batian's suppression, he leaped forward, intending to use his own body as a cushion.
He can get into trouble, but Baozi absolutely cannot.
Lou Xiaotian's twisted expression as he sacrificed himself for Baozi only fueled Lou Ba's anger.
It's just a steamed bun, isn't it?
Is it really necessary?
These question marks prompted Lou Batian to wave his hand and take the steamed bun into his hand.
"Snap!"
This is Lou Xiaotian's body after falling to the ground.
It hurts a lot.
Seeing the buns safe and sound, Lou Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, his smile blank and silly.
"father."
He grinned, and soup dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Realizing this, Lou Xiaotian quickly withdrew his breath.
Lou Batian nearly had a heart attack upon witnessing this scene.
Lou Batian, who still wanted to teach his son a lesson, twitched his nose.
No, that's not right.
As soon as he entered, he smelled an irresistible fragrance in the room.
I thought it was Lou Xiaotian's incense.
But whose incense smells like food? It even smells a bit fresh.
Lou Batian stared wide-eyed, his gaze shifting from Lou Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, to the palm of his hand.
The aroma seems to be coming from these buns.
Lou Batian, who considers himself to have eaten many delicacies, couldn't help but stare at the steamed bun.
He could see how important the steamed bun was to his son. A gentleman does not take what others love, but he was not a gentleman. Moreover, it was only natural for a father to take his son's things.
The main thing is that he felt his calm and composed state of mind had changed in the face of this little steamed bun.
Like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, creating ripples.
The ripples spread in layers, eventually radiating across the entire lake surface, stirring the heart and making them impossible to ignore.
Lou Xiaotian noticed the change in Lou Batian's eyes and realized something was wrong.
"Dad, give me back my steamed bun."
Lou Xiaotian was about to jump up, but in front of his father, his cultivation level was no match for him.
Actions speak louder than words.
Lou Xiaotian, who was standing upright, was stomped to the ground by Lou Batian.
It made a loud "smack".
The father and son's eyes met, and they both fell silent. Only the swirling dust seemed to speak of the tension between them.
"Dad, don't touch it. I'll agree to any condition you set."
Lou Xiaotian was very anxious and tried to make a deal to persuade his father.
He knew very well that once his father actually tasted Boss Lu's steamed buns, he would have one more competitor in the future.
These diners alone are enough to give Lou Xiaotian a headache.
Even he had to queue up early, afraid of missing out.
"Ha, your old man has everything he needs."
Lou Xiaotian's words clearly told Lou Batian that there was something fishy about these steamed buns.
Lou Batian, with his rebellious nature, swiftly stuffed the entire bun into his mouth.
The speed was so fast that Lou Xiaotian had no time to stop it.
Eating too quickly resulted in following in Lou Xiaotian's footsteps, with soup splattering out. Lou Batiantian instinctively stuck out his buttocks to avoid it.
It must be said that the father and son are actually of the same blood.
He did step aside, but he forgot that he was still stepping on his own son.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
The hot soup, mixed with his father's saliva, landed on Lou Xiaotian's face.
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