Corvin tried to warn him gently. "Marcus, Silas' ideas… they're meant to please Ms. Tibarn, not—" "I know," Marcus interrupted flatly. He had come to Corvin precisely because of Emma. "Just decorate the room following Silas' tricks. That's all I need." Marcus didn't trust Silas much—the man was too cunning for his own good. He feared being tricked, but Corvin was straightforward and honest. He wouldn't play games. Corvin's mouth twitched. Who would've guessed? The half-dead therian's actually into such kinks? He didn't even consider that Marcus was doing it for Emma. After all, since Marcus had arrived, all he'd done was sleep or look like he wanted to die. He'd never competed with any of them for Emma's affection. Still, Corvin was a little troubled. How am I supposed to decorate a room like that? Maybe I should ask Silas again. He grabbed another insect core from Marcus' hand. "All right, I won't take this for nothing. I promise I'll decorate your room perfectly. Just wait and see."After pocketing the core, Corvin went to call everyone down for dinner. Almost all of the evening's dishes were his doing. Silas and Lucien were too busy, Edric was focused on ranking up, and Marcus—half alive and barely tasting anything—couldn't be trusted to cook. So Corvin had taken over the kitchen. He didn't mind in the least. In fact, cooking for Emma made him happy. She'd told him that once he perfected these recipes, he could teach them to the Ravaryn tribe back home. Now his mother got to eat good food every day—and Corvin spent his time in the kitchen, completely content. "Corvin, your cooking just keeps getting better," Emma said, giving him a thumbs-up as she tasted his fried shrimp. Among them all, he truly had the best talent for it. "I'll work even harder, Emma. I'll learn how to make everything you like to eat." She nodded. "In that case, I'll teach you something new tomorrow." Watching the two of them, Silas, Lucien, and Edric exchanged looks of envy. They wished Emma would teach them to cook, too. …After dinner, Edric returned to training, and Emma went back to her room to cultivate. Corvin stayed behind to help clean up with Silas and Lucien. Leaning closer to Silas, he whispered, "Silas, do you still want a Rank 10 mecha? Or a Rank 10 insect core?" Silas gave him a long, curious look. "What, looking for another way to impress Emy?" Not that he'd mind—he had plenty of ideas he'd never use himself. Corvin hesitated, nodding, then shaking his head quickly. "Not exactly. I want to decorate the bedroom—using the ideas you taught me before. But you only showed me how to dress and act in front of Emma. I have no idea how to apply that to decorating." "That's easy." Silas cast a glance toward Lucien, who stood by the doorway, then leaned close to Corvin and murmured a few words in his ear. Lucien's ears twitched, but he caught nothing. He's purposely avoiding me, isn't he? Has he found out about the military uniform? Corvin's eyes lit up as soon as he heard Silas' idea. "Silas, you're brilliant!"He eagerly handed him the Rank 10 insect core, but Silas didn't take it. "Trade it for something better. I want a new-model warship." "Deal," Corvin said without hesitation. He left the kitchen excitedly and began ordering everything he'd need through his lightcore to redecorate Marcus' room. The next day, he'd start setting it all up. … Upstairs, just as Emma finished her training, her lightcore chimed with a message from Aria. 'Emma, I heard that some Rank 5 and Rank 6 beasts have appeared on A3. Let's take the Starrail tomorrow afternoon and go hunt them!' A3 wasn't far from Central Planet—just half a day's ride on the Starrail. Emma only needed one more real battle to break through to Rank 6. She replied at once. 'Sure, let's go tomorrow afternoon!' After sending the message, she created a new group chat and added the guys. Too lazy to come up with a name, she titled it "Happy Family," then tagged everyone. 'Guys, I'm heading to A3 with Aria tomorrow to hunt beasts. Who's coming with me?' She could've gone alone, but she already knew none of them would ever agree to that. Lucien replied almost immediately. 'Silas and I have an important meeting tomorrow, so we can't make it. Let Corvin, Marcus, and Edric go with you.' If Marcus hadn't been around, Lucien would've followed her himself—no matter what it took.