The Misled Yuecha

Sneeze!

Inside the four-part architecture. 

Li Nianfan sneezed and rubbed his nose. 

What was that?

Was he catching a cold? The air in the Immortal Realm was so refreshing and of ideal temperature. The food was fresh and harmless. He had not caught a cold in a very long time.

Perhaps someone was thinking of him?

However, it should not be a bad thing. After all, he had made so many friends without offending anyone.

Furthermore, he was merely an ordinary man. What trouble could there be?

With that in mind, he smiled and lifted his carving knife to continue his carpentry.

There was a small twig in front of him that he was carefully carving on.

Unwanted sawdust was all over the floor, forming a curled shape with each shaving. They looked neat.

Daji seemed concerned. "Mr. Li, would you like to take a rest? Or teach me?"

"Ha-ha-ha, this isn't for ladies." Li Nianfan could not help smiling.