Returning to the dormitory in the evening, Li Xing received a delivery from home containing delicious dried sausages, cakes, cookies, and other treats made by Anna. The courier industry on Qianyuan Continent is advanced; with enough shipping fees, Li Xing could even enjoy a hot meal from home.
When Li Yi called, Li Xing was happily savoring the flavors of home while sitting on the bed.
The communication screen lit up, and the first thing Li Yi saw wasn't his daughter but that ugly, eye-stinging purple flower, making his heart suddenly tighten.
"Xing, could you please put the spirit plant in a flowerpot? You may not be scared, but I am! I've told you countless times that free-range growing is dangerous, but you don't listen!"
