As the door creaked open, Liu Hong turned her head and called out, "Xiao Zhi!"
Her eyes widened slightly when she saw Shan Yifeng stepping inside, supporting Ace.
Liu Hong's hands froze mid-motion, her brows knitting together. "Why are you already walking?"
Ace waved a hand lazily. "I'm fine, Aunt Hong. See? Perfectly alive."
He waved it dismissively before settling into a chair.
Then, he glanced up.
Phew.
No stone ceiling—just wood.
Even if it collapsed, the worst-case scenario was a few injuries.
Much better.
Ace leaned back, letting the warmth of the room settle in. Only then did he shift his focus back to Liu Hong.
"Alright, where's Xie Ning'er?"
"She's down in the fields," Liu Hong replied casually.
Ace frowned. "What for?"
"Lily asked her to help out," she explained.
"Help out?" Ace echoed, his frown deepening.
"Yes," Liu Hong chuckled. "She showed up earlier saying she needed someone to help plant watermelon seeds."
