No matter how you looked at it, the first Peach Banquet at last went off without a hitch now that the host had been freed.
Demon Consort Qin Yi presided over the meeting and made a speech; the assembly declared the three realms a single family and painted a rosy future.
Qin Yi stressed that everyone must love one another, walk hand in hand… and then he got smacked.
“Speak plainly.” The spherical Liusu, curled up on Qin Yi’s head, commanded. “Everyone’s eating peaches — why are you talking nonsense?”
The seating had changed now.
There was no head seat and two rows of honored guests.
Qin Yi sat in the middle and the family had arranged themselves around him in an arc, each person keeping exactly the same spacing from him, as if measured.
Dusk had fallen; the evening glow washed the peach blossoms in pink like a bonfire party.
The mood was warm and affectionate.
Only Liusu was being shameless, sitting on his head, and nobody bothered to scold her.
Looking at how happily Qin Yi grinned even after being hit, they all just let it slide.
Seeing that bonded closeness between a man and a little sphere made Yaoguang a little jealous, but she said nothing.