Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1294 - 361 Harvest

After Ruona put it that way, Liu Zhenhan also started to feel a little suspicious and skeptical.

After all, no one could be sure about how trustworthy the words of a Succubus were.

The mere thought of having to face Sylph again upon falling asleep filled Liu Zhenhan’s heart with hesitation—he resisted the thought yet also carried a bit of anticipation, as a pair of Bohemian-style tassel booties kept swinging before his eyes.

This inexplicably contradictory mood annoyed him to no end, so he decided not to sleep. Instead, he had Ning Yu prepare some dinner-appropriate dishes and set up a late-night snack feast in the drill ground. He woke up Yi Tiao, who was already asleep, and had him go to Emerald Green City to fetch Master Puskas, so the family could enjoy a nice meal together.

The moon was already half-curved, and Helen had the twelve Gelan beauties dance and cast shadows, creating a slightly decadent mood, because that’s what Richard liked.

How long had it been since he’d eaten a meal cooked by Ning Yu, or since he’d dined with his family! Liu Zhenhan felt a surge of nostalgia.

"Richard, neglecting your lovely wife, are you?" teased Ruona while massaging Old Liu’s temples.

The Fairy Dragon was sensitive and had long noticed the guilt buried deep in Old Liu’s heart.

Elder Andulan couldn’t help but nearly die of laughter on the side.

"Ah... what I want is an ordinary man who knows how to cherish and love me. I don’t need him to have any brilliant achievements; I just hope he can stay by my side every day..." Daisy recited some cheesy lines she must have read from some boring novel, mockingly echoing in her beautiful eyes the awkward expression on Liu Zhenhan’s face, followed by a snicker.

"Now isn’t the situation special? Why are you all blaming Richard one after another? Last time he came back, I already plucked a few white hairs for him. If you keep pestering him with these things, even if he doesn’t say it out loud, his heart is aching." Ning Yu placed a dish of raspberry jam on the table and glared fiercely at the two Fairy Dragons.

Guoguo sneakily crawled over, about to reach out a paw to snatch some when Ning Yu grabbed his ear and smacked him on the butt.

"Go! Wash your own clothes!" Ning Yu pointed a finger at Guoguo, who pouted his little mouth.

The little creature drooped its large ears and obediently went to the side, took off its bellyband, and put it in a little washbasin. It washed vigorously, sending bubbles sputtering all around, while the little parrot perched on its shoulder dozed off with each swing.

Helen and Moer were setting up the cutlery and bowls, using the utensils seized from the Royal Palace—an array made entirely of gold, cumbersome in the hands of the two girls.

As always, two extra sets were placed out. These were for Avril and Tan Ya. No one knew when the two of them would wake up, so, for good luck, Moer gazed at Old Liu with an incredibly wistful look.

"It’ll be soon! Little Ai, I don’t need the Pope to bestow ’Wrath of Order’ on me. As the Saint’s Protector, I just need ’Divine Restoration’ to be used on you," Liu Zhenhan said gently, taking Moer’s hand and patting it reassuringly.

"Let’s leave the third evolution until I come back," Moer said outright.

Blushes spread around the group at once, and even Elder Andulan’s face couldn’t help but show a bit of embarrassment.

"My goodness! Su Jia above! Forgive this sinful Beamon!" Elder Andulan clumsily shook his Damai shell on his back, overcome with emotion, "The Giant wasn’t wrong; Richard, you really must be a fierce spirit that popped out of Hell!"

"What’s the big deal? It’s just evolution a thousand times, isn’t it?" Moer grabbed the elder’s beard, "Old man! You’ve been sealed too, and in some sense, you’re also from the Sea Clan, don’t you understand what a blessing from the Sea God is? What’s so evil about it!"

Elder Andulan could only respond with a wry smile. Avril had always been like this, and he truly had no way to handle her... How could the dual cultivation barrier for a thousand evolutions fall into the hands of a guy like Richard! The males of the Mermaid species were notoriously weak-willed, and to give such a natural domain barrier to this youngster was like throwing good grain into the mouth of a wild boar... If the Sea God Amphitrite had eyes, they must be dozing off...

"Old man, do you want me to teach you how to control it?" Liu Zhenhan rolled his eyes mischievously, grinning wickedly at the elder, "You must have communicated with the Giant, right? I heard that the authentic teachings of the Ascetic Monks aren’t supposed to refuse marriage and procreation! Want to learn? Hehe, like the Rhine..."

"Enough, Richard!" Ning Yu immediately arched an eyebrow fiercely, glaring at the old rogue, scaring Liu Zhenhan’s half-spoken words back down his throat.

"By the way, Ning Yu, where are your father and mother? Why not call them over too?" Elder Andulan shook his head and sighed. As for the teachings of the Giant, he really didn’t want to say more. He was already old and to expect him to convert to another doctrine seemed as likely as convincing him to give up his deep-seated preference for sons over daughters.

As he was speaking, the elder poured a cup of wine into a luminescent cup, but suddenly saw an image appear at the bottom of the cup, startling him so much that he jerked his hand and spilled a full cup of wine on the table. When he picked up the cup again to look, there was nothing at its bottom.

"When wine is added, an image will appear inside," Liu Zhenhan grinned, showing his teeth, laughing so hard that the elder rolled his eyes.

"My father and mother have already gone to sleep; I wouldn’t want to disturb them," said Ning Yu as she placed a platter of smoked meat and plum sauce on the table and smiled at the elder.