Early the next morning, Luo Chen donned his white fox fur coat from last year, stuffed his hands into his pockets, and set out to patrol his domain.0

Winter had fully set in, and snowflakes drifted down endlessly, blanketing the entire Crescent Moon Valley in a pristine layer of white.0

From a distance, Luo Chen spotted a small figure crouched at the valley’s entrance, busily stacking snow into a crude shape.0

Curious, he walked over for a closer look, only to burst into laughter.0

"So ugly!"0

Qu Lingjun, the little culprit behind the misshapen snowman, froze for a second before tilting his head without a word and then suddenly dashed inside.0

Luo Chen blinked in confusion. Wait… was that really necessary? I just gave you a pill yesterday, and now you’re acting like this?0

But before he could process it further, the boy came running back out clutching a small flower pot.0

"President! President! This is my birthday gift for you!"1

Luo Chen looked at the pot, where a tiny sprout had just begun to unfurl its leaves.0

He opened his mouth slightly. My birthday? Did I miss something?0

Qu Lingjun puffed up with pride and declared, "This is a soul-nurturing tree! The seed was the one you casually gave me before. I used some beast blood that the...0