Seven hundred and ninety, closing the net

"Let's do that then," Yhan Zhan said with a smile. He didn't want to spend too much time on this kind of thing.

"Okay!" Lin Helian nodded, seeing the fatigue on Yhan Zhan's face and the redness in his eyes filled her with heartache, "You go wash your face first, I'll tidy up the things, and then we can eat. You haven't had any proper rest on the way back and must be very tired now."

"Alright!" Yhan Zhan said with a smile and a nod, heading toward the washroom. He had been in a state of excitement the whole way back, without a hint of sleepiness, and indeed he was a bit tired after all the hustle.

Lin Helian quickly cleared the things to one side, then went to the kitchen and brought out all the dishes she had cooked to the table.

Yhan Zhan came out of the washroom and sat down on a chair, "Where's Xiao Cheng?"