LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 181:
Chapter 181: The Discussion Between Two Supremes:
The world seemed to hold its breath.
The air was so still that even the sound of a heartbeat could echo endlessly.
Though it was the most festive time of the year, the usual lively noises of wind, snow, and cheerful chatter were muffled, blocked by the overwhelming presence of three supreme powers.
In this silence, a cold stillness seeped into the soul, sending shivers through the quiet.
“Hello, I’m Xu Moli.”
“Hello, I am Wu Yingxue.”
Under Xu Xi’s watchful gaze, the two girls exchanged introductions and shook hands. Their outward politeness masked the undercurrents of tension.
Wu Yingxue’s smile was bright and cheerful, while Xu Moli’s had an edge of frost to it.
“Brother, would you mind going inside first?” Xu Moli asked sweetly. “Miss Yingxue and I have so much to talk about. We hit it off instantly.”
Hit it off?
Xu Xi hesitated. Something about his sister’s tone didn’t feel right.
“It’s fine, Sir,” Wu Yingxue said, her voice as calm as ever. “I’m also curious about your sister’s strength.”
Neither of them mentioned the earlier chaos, maintaining a façade of friendliness as they assured Xu Xi they simply wanted to spar for fun.
Xu Xi looked at his sister, then at the princess.
Seeing no trace of hostility between them, he reluctantly nodded.
“Alright, go ahead. But don’t take too long.”
With that, the two girls vanished into thin air, leaving only the softly falling snow to settle over the courtyard, blanketing it in silver.
Xu Xi stood still for a moment, staring at the empty space.
“They hit it off? Moli’s tone doesn’t sound like it,” he muttered. “But they’re not kids. They’ll know where to draw the line.”
Sighing, Xu Xi turned and walked toward the kitchen to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.
As he entered, he noticed a figure already busy inside.
The warm, golden light illuminated the long gray-silver hair of Krisha. The soft glow gave her a delicate, almost ethereal appearance as she worked amidst the kitchen’s utensils and ingredients.
“Master?”
Krisha turned at the sound of his footsteps. She stopped what she was doing, her empty yet beautiful eyes reflecting his figure.
“Krisha, what are you doing?” Xu Xi asked as he stepped closer.
On the counter were several prepared dishes, their fragrant aroma wafting through the room.
“I’m… preparing… New Year’s Eve dinner… for the tutor…” Krisha replied softly, her small spatula still in hand.
She turned back to the stove, resuming her careful movements. The smoke curled upwards as she stirred with precision, repeating each motion without deviation.
The scene brought a smile to Xu Xi’s face as he remembered the witch’s earlier days. Her poor cooking skills and countless kitchen explosions during the second simulation seemed like distant memories now.
“You’ve improved a lot,” he said, taking the spatula gently from her hand. “But let me handle this, Krisha.”
“Eh…”
“You’ve done enough. Go take a break.”
Reluctantly, Krisha stepped back. She crossed her hands over her lower abdomen and stood quietly, her gaze fixed on Xu Xi’s back as he took over the cooking.
The sound of sizzling oil and the rhythmic stir of ingredients filled the kitchen.
Krisha stood still, unmoving, her gaze never leaving the figure in front of her.
“Master… let me wipe this for you…”
“Master… the chili is here…”
“Master… please have a drink of water…”
Despite Xu Xi taking over, Krisha found ways to keep herself busy, offering assistance in her delicate yet slightly clumsy manner.
She didn’t like idleness. She always wanted to do something for her mentor.
Eventually, Xu Xi asked her to sit and rest. Obediently, she moved to the dining chair, but her tri-colored eyes—gold, black, and red—continued to follow his every move.
“Krisha, you can do something else for now. I’ll call you when the food is ready.”
“…Yes,” she replied softly, her agreement almost automatic.
Yet she remained seated, watching Xu Xi work. For Krisha, everything she did revolved around him, and staying idle felt unnatural.
“Master, please let me help,” she finally said. “I want to do something for you.”
After her repeated requests, Xu Xi relented and allowed her to assist by handing over seasonings and ingredients.
“Yes, I understand,” Krisha said, listening carefully to his instructions.
With her help, the New Year’s Eve dinner was soon completed.
Boiled, fried, stewed, and stir-fried dishes filled the kitchen, their vibrant colors and rich aromas a testament to their perfection.
Krisha waved her hand, and the finished dishes floated onto the dining table, sparing them the effort of carrying each one.
The table was wide and filled with food. The heat rising from the dishes blurred the cold winter air, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.
“Like…”
The scene reminded Krisha of the first New Year she had spent with Xu Xi. Back then, he had taken over the kitchen, preparing a feast much like this one.
But Krisha knew this warmth was fleeting.
In the real world, she wasn’t the only one who longed for the sun’s light.
Her fingers brushed lightly against each other as unease crept into her heart.
She didn’t want to monopolize anything, but the thought of sharing the light made her restless.
‘I don’t want this… I don’t want to lose it…’ Silently, she resolved to hold onto that warmth just a little longer.