After resolving the misunderstanding with Linghua, although Linghua did not express her feelings to Xinyang, she smiled more often and rested longer.

Inspiration would come to Xinyang whenever he spent more time with Ling Huani. For several days in a row, except for three meals a day, Xinyang stayed in the house almost all the time, typing.

It wasn't until two and a half weeks later that Linghua knocked on Xinyang's door again.

"Xinyang, you're still blaming me. Look at you, you're staying in the house all day and don't go out."

Xinyang scratched his head embarrassedly. "Hehe, inspiration has come to me. It's hard to stop when inspiration comes. But don't worry, I will definitely be able to finish the next stage of writing this book tonight. I have already agreed with Ayato that I will accompany you to supervise the arrangements for the festival tomorrow."

Linghua, who was hit by Xinyang's words, was immediately incoherent. "So you and your brother had agreed on this in advance. I thought your brother was too busy and didn't have time, so he asked me to go. I wanted you to accompany me... No... I don't want you to accompany me. I'm just afraid that you are too tired, so I want you to go out for a walk. Well, since you said that, I won't bother you anymore." Linghua turned and left.

He closed the door and sat at the desk, looking at the half-finished novel on the table and thinking of what Linghua had just done, he couldn't help but smile, "Silly boy, no matter how busy I am, I can't forget the festival you've been thinking about so much."

The night passed quickly.

Xinyang woke up earlier than usual and tiptoed to the kitchen. He had been busy typing and hadn't made breakfast for Linghua before, so he had to make up for it today.

Looking at the small jar beside him, he thought, forget it, the pickles should have been pickled by now. Seeing this, Xinyang decided to make the traditional Chinese breakfast fried dough sticks, and then pair it with a bowl of porridge. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to make tofu pudding, otherwise he would make a whole pot of tofu pudding.

After kneading the dough, put on an apron and heat the oil in a pan.

At this time, the siblings Lingren and Linghua also came to the kitchen. Seeing the oil burning in the pot, Lingren asked in confusion, "Are you going to eat so much oil in one morning?"

"I remember a few days ago you asked me if I knew how to fry something? Now you're complaining about the oil. We're family, and we know you're like that. This is called fried dough sticks, and we often eat them for breakfast in Liyue."

Ayato...

Linghua skipped over to Xinyang and asked, "Do you need my help?"

With both hands still holding the batter, Xin Yang could only extend his elbow to block Ling Hua. "Don't come over here. When you put the oil in the frying pan later, the hot oil might splash out and burn you. Ling Ren, don't leave yet. The pickles in the jar should be ready. Open it and take some out to eat in the morning."

Ayato, who had already walked out of the kitchen, reluctantly returned after hearing this. He took a lot of food and put one into his mouth. "Pah, so salty, this dish is ruined."

Xinyang looked at Lingren as if he was mentally retarded and said, "Emmm, guess why it's called pickles."

When it was time for breakfast, Ayato, who complained about the food being too oily and the pickles being too salty, ate the most.

As agreed, I have to accompany Linghua to Ganjin Island today to supervise the arrangements for the festival.

Before leaving, Lingren saw Linghua was about to put on the torso armor and stopped her, "Don't wear the torso armor this time. Our society is committed to interacting with the people. Wearing torso armor will not only affect your actions, but will also make people feel a little alienated. It won't be a problem if you let Thomas go with you.

Then Lingren walked over to Xinyang and whispered, "Be sure to protect Linghua's safety."

Xin Yang also responded in a low voice, "Don't worry, even if I can't come back, I won't let Ling Hua get hurt."

It was the first time that Linghua went on a long journey without wearing armor, so she seemed particularly relaxed. It was still early and there were not many people on the road. Linghua jumped around like an ordinary girl.

Thomas, standing by, was quite puzzled by this and whispered to Xinyang, "We're on official business this time, right? Why is the young lady so happy today?"

"What do you know? Linghua is just a girl of her age. What girl at this age doesn't want to go to the festival? If I'm not mistaken, Linghua has never been to a festival before. Although she only went to decorate the venue this time, it can still be considered as going to the festival. How can Linghua not be happy?"

"What are you two whispering about?" Linghua in front stopped and turned around to ask.

Xin Yang responded quickly, "Nothing, we were discussing what activities would be held at this festival."

Thomas also agreed: "Yes, yes, I wonder if there will be anything new this time."

Linghua didn't think much of it. "We'll be arriving at Ganjin Island soon. We'll know once we see how the scene is being arranged."

Linghua had just finished speaking when she heard an explosion not far ahead.

Thomas Xinyang immediately got into the state and flashed to both sides of Linghua.

Thomas summoned his spear and said, "Miss, please wait here for a moment. I'll go ahead and check out the situation."

"Well, be careful."

Thomas walked forward, took a few glances, and then waved back to signal someone to go over.

When Linghua and Xinyang approached, they found that several wild people were surrounding a trailer on the coastline ahead. The trailer was full of fireworks and there was thick smoke coming out of the car. The explosion just now should be the sound of the fireworks being ignited. There was also a man and a little girl in front of the trailer holding bows and arrows, struggling to fight against the wild people.

Xinyang looked closely and realized that this was Inazuma's number one arms dealer, Xiao Gong. The man next to him should be her father, Naganohara Ryunosuke. The festival was about to begin, and they were probably invited to arrange the fireworks. As for these Nobushi, they were probably highway robbers.

After seeing the situation clearly, Linghua immediately took out her weapon, Mist Cutting Return, and said to the two people beside her, "They are the owners of the Naganohara Fireworks Shop. Let's go and help them." After saying that, Linghua was the first to rush up.

Xinyang quickly stepped in front of Linghua and said, "I'll take the lead. Thomas, you follow Linghua closely."

Xinyang summoned the West Wind Sword and condensed the wind element on the sword edge. He swung his arm and cut out a wind blade. The wind blade whizzed out, as fast as lightning, and accurately cut towards a wild ambush, killing him instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Xinyang activated the wind element beneath his feet, creating a powerful gust of air. Using this force, he launched himself into the air. His figure was as swift as the wind, and he instantly vanished from the spot, arriving beside Xiaogong and his daughter. His speed was so fast that even the Yefu people didn't react.

"Don't be afraid, I'm from the Society, support will be here soon." Xinyang turned around with an expression of "everything is under control"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Gong's father, Naganohara Ryunosuke, breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground, unable to hold on any longer. He dropped his hands that had been covering his ears, and a pool of blood flowed out of his ears. The incident happened suddenly and Xin Yang did not expect it to turn out like this, so he had to stand beside the father and daughter.

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