Li Lianhua woke up inside the Lotus Tower. Although only a few months had passed, it felt as though a lifetime had gone by. Everything in the Lotus Tower looked completely unchanged, yet somehow entirely different.
For instance, Fang Duobing's Erya Sword was hanging on the wall; the wobbly, lame-legged wooden table had been repaired; the cracked wardrobe door near the wall had been replaced with one carved with lotus patterns; and, to top it all off, the entire room was now floating with the gentle fragrance of millet porridge.
Li Lianhua watched as Fang Duobing skillfully pushed a bowl of perfectly cooked millet porridge right in front of him.
Chapter 46