An Ning took Li Chengze downtown, and they bought quite a few local specialties to take back home.
An Ning wasn't short on money, and Li Chengze certainly wasn't either.
When they finished shopping, they were, unsurprisingly, loaded down with bags of all sizes.
Li Chengze, holding a stack of pastry boxes piled higher than his head, struggled to see where he was going.
"Teacher… how can you see the road?"
"Hm?"
An Ning, who was also holding a stack of pastry boxes, realized her slip-up.
She had subconsciously used her spiritual power to see the way.
"I'm relying on memory."
An Ning coolly bluffed, walking ahead under Li Chengze's admiring gaze.
Thankfully, they didn't have to carry the boxes like that for long.
An Ning found an extra-large sack, wrote a name on each box, and then packed them all inside.
She hoisted the sack onto her shoulder and carried a huge bag in one hand. Beside her, Li Chengze carried two more bags as they made their way to the train station.
