The kitchen erupted into absolute chaos and uncontrollable laughter as the corn seeds started popping rapidly against the heavy stone lid, the sound roaring like a joyful thunderstorm.
Lanying chuckled beautifully, her stunning blue eyes crinkling with deep warmth as she watched the massive dragon king look completely bewildered by a pot of flying corn.
The three cubs were absolutely ecstatic, jumping up and down on the table as they cheered at the top of their lungs, completely abandoning their juice spoons. "Wow! The yellow stones are turning into big, white fluffy clouds! Mother, the pot is magic! The pot is magic!"
Lin Wan quickly moved forward, sliding a large block of rich spiritual milk into the pot just as the popping began to slow down, ensuring the sweet, creamy liquid coated the hot, fluffy kernels perfectly.
