Why did you provoke me?

Dali, standing to the side, was completely confused. What had her little sister done to make Sister Xia so angry? But it didn't seem like it was all anger; there was a hint of disappointment in her for not living up to expectations.

Yu Meng smiled. "It should be fine. Do you still want to report this to your superiors?"

Xia Xuan hesitated. "Let's put it aside for now. I'm afraid it will devour both of us. I won't ask you how you did it now; just pretend we didn't talk about this."

After saying that, Xia Xuan glanced at Dali. Dali quickly put her hands to her mouth and made a gesture.

Xia Xuan was amused. "Judging from how much you care about your sister, I believe you won't tell anyone about this."

Xia Xuan pulled Yu Meng back to the large conch shell. "Come here and give me your advice on this."

Yu Meng reached into the fish tank and stroked the conch. "Is it still alive?"

"It's alive, and its meat is incredibly delicious." Xia Xuan blinked. "I'll treat you sisters to seafood later."

Yu Meng fell silent, her attention completely focused on the large conch in the fish tank. A moment later, she reached both hands inside.

Xia Xuan and Dali watched silently from the side. Yu Meng slowly closed her eyes. Her fingers vibrated rhythmically and very slowly.

Xia Xuan and Dali unconsciously began to imitate each other. Xia Xuan's brows furrowed more and more, while Dali's smile grew wider and wider.

A full 10 minutes passed. Yu Meng raised her hands, and a sheet of dough resembling a conch shell was gently lifted into the air.

"Sister Xia, are you going to use it now?" Yu Meng's voice interrupted Xia Xuan's thoughts.

"You finished it so quickly. Wait a minute, I'll find a box to put it in." Xia Xuan hurriedly walked to the shelf by the wall. "It looks like you did it very easily. It's just that this stuff is not easy to preserve. If it's not used in time, it will get crumpled up."

Yu Meng watched Xia Xuan busily searching for the box. With a slight movement of her hand, she quickly shaped the entire conch-shaped dough into a ball.

"Sister Xia, just take a small box," Yu Meng said.

"I didn't expect you to get things done so quickly. I don't think I brought a special box today, but I remember I had one here, but I can't find it now in my haste." Xia Xuan hurried between the shelves.

"Sister Xia, really, a regular box is fine, I'll get rid of it," Yu Meng said helplessly again.

"It's been dealt with? How did you deal with it?" Xia Xuan stopped in his tracks upon hearing Yu Meng's words, looking at her blankly.

Yu Meng held up the round ball she was holding. "It's very convenient to store it this way. You just need to open it when you need it."

Xia Xuan mechanically walked step by step toward Yu Meng. "This will work?"

Yu Meng nodded, "That's how I preserve all the dough I collect."

Xia Xuan took the bead and examined it carefully, then gently tapped it with his finger. Sure enough, the bead slowly loosened until a complete conch-shaped pastry appeared before Xia Xuan's eyes.

Xia Xuan's tears welled up. "Xiao Meng, tell me, is meeting you my fortune or my misfortune? Should I be happy or should I cry my heart out?"

Yu Meng leaned against the table. "Why don't you have a good cry first? I'm afraid you might not be able to handle it."

Xia Xuan looked at Dali with teary eyes. "Has Xiao Meng always been like this?"

"She's very close to you." Dali nodded with a smile. "Not everyone who knows her receives this treatment."

"Should I thank her?"

To everyone's surprise, Dali nodded.

"Dali, I've noticed you have absolutely no principles when it comes to your little sister." Xia Xuan wiped away her tears. Dali's interruption had completely ruined her chance to cry.

"Sister Xia, isn't this just a small, ordinary thing? Why are you so agitated?" Dali looked at Xia Xuan, puzzled.

Xia Xuan pointed at Dali, "Don't tell me you preserve dough like this too."

Dali blinked and nodded. "My younger sister and I are from the same family, so of course we're the same in these matters."

Xia Xuan grabbed Dali's arm. "Tell me quickly, who is your teacher? I want to become her student too."

"Sister Xia, don't you have a master? Are you betraying your sect?" Yu Meng chimed in with a laugh.

Xia Xuan's expression gradually calmed down, and he loosened his grip. "You know, for a man in his thirties like me, in front of two young girls, I've completely lost face today."

"Sister Xia, if you want to learn, just say so, and I'll teach you." Yu Meng finally spoke up, saying she wanted to teach Xia Xuan.

"But there's one thing I don't know which one you want to learn: how to peel the crust off a conch shell, how to preserve the crust, or something else?" Yu Meng said slowly.

Xia Xuan's eyes were shining. "Which of my skills do you fancy? Let's trade."

See, this is the benefit of talking to smart people. Xia Xuan didn't demand that Yu Meng teach her anything; instead, she had the idea of ​​exchanging things.

Yu Meng smiled. "I want Sister Xia to teach me how to make a voice transmission bell."

Xia Xuan was taken aback. "That's it? No, no, everyone knows how to use a communication bell. As long as I tell you the key point, you'll be able to make it yourself. Let's choose another one. Xiao Meng, whichever of these two I learn, they're both very practical skills. I can't lie to you."

Yu Meng was puzzled. "Making balls out of peeled dough is something everyone can do, isn't it? Look at the beads on your wrists, aren't they all made like that?"

Xia Xuan shook his head. "You think the beads on your wrist are easy to make? Do you know how long it took me to make this one? A full 10 days."

Dali covered her mouth with her hand. It seemed she only took seven days to make her first bracelet. Clearly, Xia Xuan was of a higher level and had greater talent than her.

At this moment, Dali realized just how extraordinary her younger sister was. Many things that seemed ordinary to her were perhaps insurmountable obstacles for other unmaskers. Xia Xuan was a prime example.

Yu Meng looked at her hands, as if she had overlooked something.

Seeing that she remained silent, Xia Xuan said, "Xiao Meng, I have a master, and like you said, I can't betray my sect. How about this, we sign a contract: what you teach me, I will only use myself and will never use for commercial gain. Nor will I pass it on to anyone else."

Yu Meng's silence wasn't because of these things. She clearly remembered that the first time she pulled out a piece of turf, it rolled into beads in her palm.

She didn't think it was anything special. So she taught it to her eldest sister, who then taught it to Xiu-jie. Now, hearing Xia Xuan say this, it seems that these things are not so unusual.

Dali looked at Yu Meng and said, "It seems that Sister Xiu also taught her younger sister." Dali also realized that this matter was unusual.

"Xiao Meng, is the lineage of yours so flexible?" Xia Xuan asked, quite curious.

Yu Meng pursed her lips. "Sister Xia, in a little while, could you tell us about the apprenticeship system? I don't know much about it."

Xia Xuan sighed, "I knew it. Last time, Dali's lecture was so detailed and thorough, covering all the key points. Turns out, you guys knew nothing."

Dali's face also turned bright red. At the time, she just thought that if she was going to teach, she should teach, without thinking too much about it.