It’s the smallest amount.

How should this be judged?

Yuan Hua couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed...

Which coach can come out and teach me?

"Did you flip over?"

Feisheng lay on the bed, laughing and rolling around...

"This……"

Yuan Hua couldn't make up his mind for a moment, so he had to continue surveying with his mental power...

……

"I am back."

Terra walked into the house carrying a shoulder pole and looked at the desserts on the table.

"Huh? Where's the dessert?"

"Ah, that's what Yuan Hua prepared for us. Eat it quickly. I'll leave it all for you."

Michael, who was eating secretly in the house, wiped his mouth and walked out of the house.

"It was delicious. I didn't dare to eat more. I left it all for you."

The main reason was that Michael didn't like the dish on the table, so he left it to Terra.

"No, no, no, just eat more and I'll just taste it."

Taila felt moved and touched...

"Really? I'll leave it all for you. I'm not hungry yet, but you still have to eat dinner. If you eat too much, what should I do?..."

Michael quickly covered his mouth.

She was actually full.

"Since you've said that, I can't waste your kindness."

Terra put down the carrying pole in her hand, washed her hands briefly, then picked up a piece of pastry with red dates from the plate and put it into her mouth.

"So sweet..."

"Hehe, as long as you like it, hiccup..."

Michael burped again...

"You eat some too."

Terra brought the plate to Michael.

"No, no, no, I don't want to eat."

Michael refused again and again...

Seeing Michael's firm attitude, Terra didn't force it anymore and moved towards the kitchen.

"There are so many apples. Did Yuan Hua also get these?"

Terra was startled and took an apple out of the basket.

"Yes, Yuan Hua is amazing."

Michael felt an inexplicable sense of pride, as if he had made the apples.

"I will become as awesome as him in the future!"

The practice of magic is not age-restricted. There are many people who start practicing magic in their fifties or sixties. Although Michael is already eighteen years old, it is not too late.

"That's it..."

Terra suddenly fell into deep thought...

"Why, aren't you happy for me?"

Michael couldn't understand Terra's attitude.

"Ah? Nothing. I have to congratulate you in advance."

Taila forced a smile, and her expression gradually changed from unnatural to natural.

This scene fell into Michael's eyes, making Michael feel a little bit resentful...

[“After she becomes stronger, will she still have room for me? By then, she will be a noble magician, and I will be just a lowly sailor…”]

[“Why does he have that expression? Does he not want me to become stronger? Is it because my pride does not allow me to be stronger than him?”]

The more Michael thought about it, the angrier he got. This was an era where everyone was equal (fake, that's what ordinary people thought), so why couldn't Terra just naturally feel happy for her from the bottom of her heart about something like this?

"Okay, that's it. I'm a little tired."

Michael's tone became a little colder, and he turned and walked towards the bedroom...

……

"Is this... a quarrel?"

Feisheng tilted his head in confusion?

"It's not a big deal, it's not a big deal."

"Terra's dream is to be as powerful as his father, but Michael can now easily do things he can't do and easily surpass his dreams. Can he be happy?"

Yuan Hua gently twisted the bracelet in his hand, quietly waiting for things to develop.

……

"good evening."

Yuan Hua rubbed his sleepy eyes...

"Is dinner ready?"

"It's ready, come and eat."

Terra waved to Yuan Hua enthusiastically.

"it is good."

Dinner was a bowl of thin porridge with pickles. It wasn't rich, but it could be eaten as a diet meal.

"Michael isn't even active in eating."

Yuan Hua looked back at Michael's room.

"Just get used to it. I'm used to it anyway."

Terra sighed helplessly...

"Did you have a quarrel?"

Yuan Hua glanced at Terra...

"We? No, we have a very good relationship, how could we have a quarrel? It's just a simple quarrel."

Terra obviously didn't take this matter to heart.

Young man, if you continue like this your wife will run away with someone else.

"Forget it, I'll go call."

Yuan Hua stood up and walked to Michael's door, knocking gently a few times.

"Come out to eat."

"..."

The door opened quickly, and Michael's eyes were red, as if he had been crying...

"in argument?"

Yuan Hua asked even though he knew the answer.

"No, there was no quarrel."

Michael shook his head...

"It's all my fault. I thought too much. Don't blame him..."

"..."

No matter whether you blame him or not, I'll just be polite. I even hope you fight with him so that I can get some benefits.

"Let's eat first,"

Yuan Hua pulled Michael's sleeve.

"It's okay, just don't be hard on your body."

"Oh, I see……"

Michael wiped the traces of snacks from the corners of his mouth.

"Are you crying while you eat?"

Yuan Hua frowned slightly.

"Pfft————"

Michael's snot suddenly spurted out...

"Eh... disgusting..."

Yuan Hua stepped back with a look of disgust.

"Wow... I'm so embarrassed. I'll go wash my face first..."

Michael shyly avoided Yuan Hua's sight and trotted towards the bathroom...

"It's so embarrassing..."

late at night……

"What are your plans now?"

Feisheng lay down beside the pillow, and whispered to Yuan Hua who seemed to be already fast asleep.

"Just take one step at a time. What else can we do?"

Yuan Hua is unsure now.

"Would you like to see what Michael is doing? Maybe there's a surprise there?"

Feisheng blinked...

"can."

Yuan Hua nodded in agreement, and the spiritual power in his body exploded immediately...

……

"I'm so annoyed. She doesn't understand me at all. Terra is so annoying..."

Michael pounded the pillow at the head of the bed in annoyance, his fists were limp and he didn't look like he had any strength...

"Yuan Hua is so good. If I had met him earlier, I would never have considered being with 1Terra..."

After hearing this, Yuan Hua was immediately delighted...

[“It’s possible. I have the advantage this time.”]

"But mom said that girls should be loyal..."

Michael began to struggle again...

"..."

Michael threw the pillow aside and then lay down on the bed, not knowing what was in his mind.

"Forget it, let's go to bed early."

……

"My dears, I'm back."

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