"Baking pastries." Ye Li looked up and gave Ye Huang a smile, "I've made a lot. Take some back for Bai Xiao later."
"Brother, this isn't something you should be doing!"
Ye Huang stepped forward and forcefully knocked the semi-finished product out of Ye Li's hand.
Bang!
The dough fell to the ground, changing shape, with a lump of golden salted duck egg yolk exposed through a crack.
"What a waste, these are sea duck eggs." Ye Li bent down, picked up the dough, and tossed it into the garbage bin.
"Brother, you need to stop doing these things!" Ye Huang shouted, veins bulging on his forehead, as his patience was nearing its limit.
Ye Li smiled calmly, "Ye Huang, you're overreacting. Even if one is the Dark Emperor, they should have their own hobbies. Moreover, I'm not the Dark Emperor."
"Brother..."
"A small hobby in life doesn't conflict with work. I'm not leaving you all." Ye Li washed his hands and patted Ye Huang's shoulder. "Don't worry."
