A hut.
When Wang Ba woke up from the bed, he did not find Bu Chan.
The only thing that greeted him was the faint yet refreshing aroma of plants.
Hence, his mood brightened up.
As Wang Ba looked out the window, indeed Bu Chan was there, preparing food. From time to time, she shooed away Boli from stealing the food.
'Boli——'
"Boli——"
The little creature landed grumpily on a nearby beam, chattering as if cursing something.
"You curse again, curse again."
Bu Chan stared at it with a mixture of annoyance and amusement.
Boli immediately turned its head away. It seemed to have noticed something, tilted its head to observe, then flapped its wings, landing on top of a little monkey meditating by the lake.
'Boli——'
The small bird tapped on the silver hair on the little monkey's head, tugging hard, then suddenly flew up in surprise due to a streak of electric light that sprung up.
"Hmm?"