When Li Jain returned to the residence that night, his eyes lit up. Everyone is back, he has a full house again. He was worried that they wouldn't make it back in time, after all tomorrow is opening day.
The exhaustion from spending the entire day at District Seven supervising the final details of the renovation was suddenly lifted off his shoulders. He headed straight for a bath. He added calming spiritual herbs to the hot water, which did wonders to soothe his aching muscles and clear his cluttered mind.
After his bath, he put on comfortable, loose-fitting robes and dried his damp hair with a towel.
He then made his way to the dining room, he knew the children were waiting there, he saw them when he came in.
As expected, he found Jingxuan and Jingsheng carefully setting down plates on the dining table. The aroma of freshly cooked dishes, steaming bowls of spiritual rice, stir-fried vegetables, and a perfectly seasoned soup filled the air.
