The King of Black Fog

They found a Japanese restaurant and ordered dishes like mackerel, salmon, lemon shrimp, red wine grilled beef tongue, rib eye steak, garlic roasted abalone, and more.

When it was time to pay, the two siblings stood behind.

Watching Yang Qinglan's silhouette as she paid—it was beautiful. The sensation of living off of someone else surged up from the bottom of Li Changzhou's heart. It felt great.

Afterward, they bought autumn clothes, spent over two hours shopping, and then the three of them returned to their courtyard on Yanhe Road and entered "Honey Jar World."

"Brother, what skill do you plan to upgrade?" Li Qianxia asked.

They sat on Bird Nest Plain, drinking vegetable juice.

The stars twinkled through the gaps in the massive tree's leaves, and a gentle, warm breeze comforted them.

The key point was that "Honey Jar World" had no mosquitoes!

"What do you guys think?" Li Changzhou asked.

"Take out your white card and let's see." Li Qianxia said.

Li Changzhou tossed his white card onto the table, and Li Qianxia immediately picked it up to study it.

Yang Qinglan didn't need to look; she remembered all the skills of the three of them, as well as every skill that appeared in the marketplace, all meticulously noted in her notebook.

Li Changzhou's white card skills now included—

"Concentration" (D grade), "Dragon Blood Tree Style·Qilin Blood Exhaustion" (C grade), "Photo Transmission" (B grade), "Black Death God's Descent" (B+ grade), "One Device Through" (B grade), "Attribute Mask" (C grade).

"Attribute Mask" needed no consideration, and "One Device Through" could also wait.

"Concentration could improve intelligence. Although it can't be used for breakthroughs, it could enhance comprehension," Yang Qinglan said.

"What about 'Qilin Blood Exhaustion'?" Li Qianxia asked, "Right now this skill can only heal injuries, and the recovery speed is quite slow. It can't repair severed limbs, or be used for beauty, haircare, skincare, or removing dark circles."

"...You have a point." Li Changzhou nodded, drinking his vegetable juice.

Li Qianxia punched him for not cooperating with her rant properly.

"'Black Death God's Descent' and 'Photo Transmission'..." Yang Qinglan pondered, "These two skills are very useful, I just don't know how much the effect will improve if they are upgraded to B+ and A grade."

When a skill is at B grade, there is a B+, at A grade there is an A+, and upon reaching S grade, an S- is added.

"How about this, I'll just draw the rewards for items and skills first, maybe I'll draw something good, it'd be a waste to spend game coins on upgrading and then get an S grade Concentration directly," Li Changzhou put down his cup.

"You got a water kettle last time, you call that luck?" Li Qianxia expressed her disdain.

"This time items are guaranteed to be at least A grade! Skills are guaranteed to be at least B grade!"

"Then we'll just have to go with the minimum guaranteed." Saying this, Li Qianxia suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Qing Lan, give him your hand, you definitely have better luck!"

So that was it! Li Changzhou felt ecstatic inside, almost wanting to kiss his sister's cheeks.

So that was it. Yang Qinglan felt calm inside, but almost wanted to pinch Li Qianxia's cheeks.

"Umm—" Li Changzhou reluctantly admitted, "My luck isn't very good."

Yang Qinglan looked at him.

Li Changzhou's right hand went to scratch the corner of his left eye, his gaze elsewhere.

A bit honest and cute... Yang Qinglan extended her hand out.

Li Qianxia suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes full of emotion and anticipation, as if about to watch her brother place a wedding ring on his sister-in-law.

Li Changzhou's throat suddenly felt dry, and he gently held Yang Qinglan's hand.

Delicate and fair, smaller than it seemed, reminiscent of jade, yet the touch was smooth and fine, cool and quite comfortable.

Yang Qinglan felt Li Changzhou's hand was very large, his fingers long, his palm dry and warm, very comforting.

Both hearts trembled, leaves rustling above their heads.

"Ahem. Hmm." Li Qianxia cleared her throat.

"Ahem." Li Changzhou came back to his senses and instinctively cleared his throat as well, easing the mood.

"...Ahem." Yang Qinglan also cleared her throat at the same time.

Leaves stopped rustling, as if all creation was waiting for the next plot twist.

"Hahaha!" Li Qianxia naturally burst into laughter, frenetically slamming the table.

Li Changzhou pursed his lips, the smile he couldn't suppress graced his lips, a mix of resignation, amusement, and a bit... of shyness and pride.

Yang Qinglan covered her mouth as if kissing the back of her own hand, looking away with blushing ears.

"When are you two getting married!" Li Qianxia bluntly asked.

"Wait until your brother catches up with me," before Li Changzhou could open his mouth, Yang Qinglan commanded him, "Draw the prize."

"...Oh."