Sure, here is the translated text:
“Ha, just kidding. Little Li still has his place in this family.”
“After all, if he didn’t go home, how could there be Little Ice Chunk and Little Childish Ghost?”
“How was the trip?”
Gu Xueqin inspected her son from top to bottom and found that not only did he have no injuries, but he didn’t even look exhausted.
“Nothing happened. I just bought some things and came back.”
Li Mo decided not to tell his parents about what happened at the Lingxi Gate.
He didn’t suffer any losses; instead, he honed his mystical skills. Although the Lingxi Gate might not let it go easily, telling his parents would only make them worry.
“It’s fine as long as you’re safe. It’s fine as long as you’re safe. The Eastern Sea isn’t peaceful these days. Your mother may not say it, but she’s always worried about you.”
Li Dalong said while bowing to Qian Bufan again:
“I told your mother that Elder Qian is a reliable person. With such an elder by your side, nothing bad could happen.”
“Overpraise, overpraise…”
Qian Bufan’s face turned slightly red.
So, old Qian could only console himself that this trip with Xiao Mo wasn’t entirely fruitless. At least, it made Li’s parents feel reassured…
“Why do you still know about the news from the Eastern Sea?”
“I heard it from a storyteller. He said there are many scammers there.”
“Yes.”
Qian Bufan looked at Li Mo with a sunny and cheerful expression and nodded in agreement.
“He also said that the area is full of fish and dragons, often raided by bandits after treasure hunts, and even members of the demonic sects mix in. Someone said the Lingxi Gate suffered greatly because of this.”
“… Who could deny that?”
Qian Bufan looked at Li Mo, who was licking an ice pop as if he hadn’t grown up, and nodded again.
Inner Realm, one person chasing thousands, still fearing the opponent’s strength isn’t enough, and even using acting skills.
Li Mo: “?”
Seeing this, Gu Xueqin was taken aback: “Elder Qian, did you encounter bandits when you and Mo’er came back?”
“No.” Qian Bufan waved his hand.
“Could it be you met someone from the demonic sect?”
Li Dalong’s expression turned serious.
“Well…”
Just as Elder Qian was about to nod again, his shoulder was patted. When he turned around, he saw Little Li’s sunny smile.
Old Qian leaned back slightly:
“No, the Lingxi Gate is well-known, so bandits and members of the demonic sect might have gone after them. We had a smooth journey.”
“Really?”
“Mom and Dad, look at what I bought.”
Li Mo took out the Sumeru Bag and handed it to Li Dalong.
Then, he saw his father nod and take it, sipping tea while checking with his Consciousness Soul. Then, he trembled and spilled tea all over his pants.
As everyone knows, Little Li’s Sumeru Bag is extremely effective for treating trypophobia.
But Old Li doesn’t have trypophobia.
Without a condition, taking such strong medicine would naturally cause such a reaction…
Actually, Li Mo held back. Only a small part was inside, like three-thousand-year-old sea silk, which is much more precious. He stored those in the system space, afraid that his parents couldn’t accept it immediately.
But seeing a small part of Li Mo’s savings, Old Li still felt dizzy and weak-kneed for a long time before he could react.
After a long silence, Li Dalong tremulously asked:
“Son, did you do anything illegal or improper in the Imperial Capital? If you did, I won’t be able to cover for you this time.”
When he was young, Old Li often cleaned up after the local troublemaker in Qinghe County. After all, as a county magistrate, maintaining the county’s reputation was quite important.
Li Mo coughed lightly and held Little Ice Chunk’s little hand:
“This is the return on investment. Little Ice Chunk’s help was invaluable.”
Ying Bing’s phoenix eyes widened. She didn’t understand much about investments. Does it mean doing business?
“Invaluable… does it mean I’m the boss of the Childish Ghost?”
“Mm-hm, that’s right.”
Little Ice Chunk squinted his eyes and nodded slowly and seriously.
“So it is.”
Gu Xueqin breathed a sigh of relief. Since Little Ice Girl nodded, there should be no problem.
The naughty boy might babble nonsense, but Little Ice Girl has never lied since childhood, which is reassuring.
“…”
Qian Bufan opened his mouth but closed it again.
No, are you guys talking about the same channel?
“Parents are powerless. It’s best if you can rely on yourselves,” Gu Xueqin sighed.
“Do you remember the Liu family’s child and the Cui family’s daughter? Old Liu almost sold everything to get them together. As for our two kids, we want to help, but we can’t.”
Li Dalong wiped the tea off his pants, his expression complicated:
“Son, I’m not filial.”
“What?”
Even Qian Bufan, who was already struggling, couldn’t handle this. What are you two talking about?
“There are ways when there are conditions, and there are ways when there aren’t.”
Li Mo comforted his parents: “Even ordinary people need to rely on family. The most important thing is to keep everyone happy. As long as our whole family is happy and comfortable, that’s good enough.”
“Son is right.”
“How about making some dumplings today?”
“Sure, I’ll make some good stuff for the filling.”
“Good, good, let’s do it together…”
“What?”
Qian Bufan was almost despairing. How did they end up having a happy ending?
Why are you guys making dumplings now?
Elder Qian was full of complaints, guessing that even dumplings wouldn’t stop him.
He stood up to leave, not even thinking about staying for dinner.
“Elder Qian, you’re leaving now?”
Li Mo looked at him with surprise.
“Yeah, I need to discuss the disposal of so many things and attend the promotion ceremony, so I need to get busy.”
Qian Bufan looked completely dedicated to public service, not even thinking about stealing food.
“Pity.”
“Not a pity, I can steal food later…”
“Alright, take care.”
Li Mo waved at him and then took out a deep-sea primordial breath shark from the Sumeru Bag. This kind of shark doesn’t eat meat but feeds on natural treasures. This particular shark is huge, clearly having eaten a lot of good things, with a layer of pink crystal frost forming on its body, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Of this quality, you need several pieces of mystic crystals to catch one.
Just as Li Mo raised the Crimson Sky Sword to prepare the stuffing, he saw Qian Bufan stop.
“Aren’t you going to be busy?”
“How can we do without me for making dumplings? Everyone knows I’m the best at rolling dumpling skins in the entire Qingyuan Sect. With the atmosphere set, I’ll help you finish before I leave.”
Huh?
Elder Qian was clearly facing away from him.
How come it feels like although he said two sentences, his figure hasn’t moved far but seems closer?
Is this the perfect reverse parking technique?
