"Why are you using a wet cloth in picking up the spilled flour?! Use the vacuum cleaner, Tingfeng!"
"What are you planning with these vegetables in the pan? Damn, with this much oil, believe me, they could do butterfly strokes and breaststrokes in this pool of oil if only they had grown limbs."
Instructions with a touch of mischievous teasing flew across the busy halls of the Bai family's home. The clanging of metal pans, accompanied by the thud of the knife against a chopping board played to the beat of the two S-Class awakeners doing domestic chores.
Shen Yuan and Bai Tingfeng joined forces this time not to beat the asses of those Cardinals bastards. Instead, they cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and prepare a sumptuous meal.