"What’s the meaning of this with Water Spirit?"
Li Wenli blinked innocently, "Maybe it’s shy."
Thus, the two of them started living their days "playing house" here — pretending to be captives.
But the people of Bai Residence didn’t know their whereabouts.
All they knew was that the elder sister and Brother Wenli had not returned all night, and it had become increasingly intense. This time, they hadn’t returned even in the morning!
However, after complaining, that matter passed, and nobody really minded.
After all, they knew the capabilities of these two. They were not ordinary people, so one shouldn’t judge them by ordinary standards.
Thus, the indifferent Bai Residence truly didn’t bother searching for them, taking their disappearance with surprising calmness.
Of course, this was a tale for later.
Manager Qiao woke up after a night’s sleep intending to make these two delicate bodies experience some hardships to temper their fighting spirit, so early in the morning, he busy himself in the main hall without any intention to open the storage to check whether the two were frozen or hungry.
Little did he know, the two were thoroughly enjoying themselves in the Space.
Nobody loved anything as much as honey-glazed fish once it hit the grill.
After eating their fill and drinking plenty, they even managed to tidy up the messy Underground Palace.
In recent years, the Space of the Underground Palace had been extremely unstable, causing many treasures to get lost, leaving only Buddhist scriptures and Buddha heads, which were of no value to them.
So the two just organized these items on a shelf, planning to pack them up and send them with Shan Ci when he returned to Fahua Temple someday.
The remaining shelves, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli used to store gold, silver, and jewels.
During this time, they had mooched quite a bit from Yuwen Luanfei, and combined with their own side earnings, they had accumulated so much gold, silver, and jewels that their small room couldn’t handle it all and it spilled into the courtyard corridor.
Now with the Underground Palace, they could finally stock up with peace of mind.
Moreover, the Underground Palace had nearly a hundred square meters of space, enough for them to stockpile for sometime.
So, while they were confined, the two made plans for the Space.
The ten square meters of the original space continued to stock salt and food.
The Underground Palace, meanwhile, was used to stack their gold, silver, jewels, and agricultural tools.
As for the outdoor courtyard, now that they had additional space from the Underground Palace and nearly a hundred more square meters of yard, the space for the bees to buzz around also increased.
Bai Junjun nodded in satisfaction, feeling she was one step closer to becoming an agricultural tycoon.
They lay in the grass of the Space for a while, and only when the click-click-click of gears sounded again outside did they let go of each other’s hands and returned to the dark, damp place.
At that moment, Manager Qiao looked down at them holding two steamed buns.
But to his surprise, the anticipated disheveled and terrified look on their faces was absent.
They looked fresh, radiant, and full of energy, except for being a bit sleep-deprived, there were no other signs of discomfort.
Manager Qiao opened his mouth, at a loss for words for a moment, and looked at the two strangely, trying to detect any pretense of resilience.
However, their spirited state was too good, making Manager Qiao somewhat reluctant to give them the buns.
Perhaps they weren’t ridiculously hungry yet, or should he wait until evening to return?
Of course, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli did not know that more than half a day had passed outside, and it was already noon the next day.
Seeing Manager Qiao arrive late, sporting a face as if he had eaten something unpleasant, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli found it strange.
Had this big shot encountered something upsetting?
Why the long face so early in the morning?
In the end, Manager Qiao said nothing, tossed down two buns, and closed the gate once more.