The sun sets in the west.
The useless little girl was already sound asleep in her master’s arms.
"Hmph, this little girl wants to keep an eye on her master? Still too inexperienced."
Chen Ye thought of Qing Jun glaring at Zhao Yushuang earlier and couldn’t help but find it amusing.
He pinched Qing Jun’s nose, and seeing his disciple’s soft eyebrows furrow, he released his grip.
This girl,
was indeed vigilant in the early period, staring at Zhao Yushuang the whole time.
But while glaring, her big eyes unknowingly shut.
After all,
Qing Jun was naturally lively, how could she keep staring for so long?
Soon, her eyelids began to fight, her little head nodding off, and finally she completely slumped over Chen Ye’s back, sleeping heavily, drooling all over him.
By the time they returned to Cangli Courtyard, the sky had completely darkened.
Pushing open the courtyard gate, a tempting aroma of food wafted in.
"Master, you’re back!"
Zhiwei, who was busy, heard the commotion and quickly wiped her hands and came out to greet them.
The girl with ink-black hair had a gentle and clean smile on her face. Seeing Qing Jun sleeping soundly in Chen Ye’s embrace, she softened her voice and asked:
"Is Qing Jun worn out? She went to Danxia Peak with Master today; she must have helped a lot. The food is still warm, Master, maybe put Qing Jun down first."
Chen Ye nodded, casually praising Zhiwei for being considerate.
He then placed the little piggy on the wicker chair.
"Hmm... Braised Spirit Chicken Drumsticks..."
As soon as she touched the chair, the little girl who was sleeping like a dead pig suddenly twitched her little nose twice.
In the next second.
"Swish!"
Her shiny big eyes suddenly opened wide.
The little girl immediately perked up:
"Senior sister! Are there drumsticks?!"
Chen Ye poked Qing Jun’s forehead in frustration: "You cheeky girl, you’ve been eating fruits all day and still so gluttonous?"
Qing Jun replied righteously: "That’s different! Danxia Peak was all fruits, I’ve been eating Scarlet Flame Fruits all day! Qing Jun isn’t a vegetarian!"
And that pesky Taoist Chen wouldn’t even let her have a bite.
Obviously, she heard Body Cultivators can be reborn from a single drop of blood, losing a bit of meat wouldn’t matter...
The little girl secretly eyed her master’s muscular physique.
For some reason.
The older she got, the more she craved her master’s body!
Besides!
Her master had already been prepared with her secret technique; the taste must be extraordinary.
Thinking of this.
Qing Jun realized she hadn’t refined her master for a while.
Zhiwei covered her mouth, chuckling lightly, her eyes curving:
"Qing Jun, your nose is really sharp. Come quickly, I know you love to eat, so I specially made Braised Spirit Chicken Drumsticks today, and there’s a double serving.
Upon hearing about the double serving of drumsticks, Qing Jun bounced off the chair, sprinting to the stone table with her short legs, climbing onto the stone stool using both hands and feet.
But she didn’t rush to eat; instead, she looked at Zhiwei with a serious expression:
"Senior sister, senior sister! Do you know? Today, Qing Jun went to do something big!"
Zhiwei’s gaze flickered.
While serving food to her master, she pretended to ask casually:
"Oh? What big thing did junior sister do?"
Qing Jun grabbed a chicken drumstick, took a big bite, and began boasting vividly.
"That woman on Danxia Peak! She wanted to steal our master! But who is Qing Jun? Qing Jun is master’s close Guardian!"
The little girl puffed out her oily chest proudly,
"I just swooshed and blocked that bad woman! Left block, right block, top block, bottom block! The bad woman was so angry her face turned green, but she couldn’t do anything to me! Senior sister, am I not amazing? If not for Qing Jun guarding well, our simple old Taoist master would have definitely been deceived by that bad woman!"
Indeed!
Zhiwei secretly thought.
That Guardian Zhao indeed has bad intentions towards Master!
And what Qing Jun says makes sense.
Such a pure and simple cultivator as Master would definitely be easily deceived by bad women...
As disciples, they must protect Master well!
Zhiwei discreetly gave Qing Jun a approving look, but said: "Qing Jun, Guardian Zhao is the sect’s guardian, not a bad woman, you mustn’t upset Master."
Qing Jun quickly caught on and hurriedly apologized:
"Oh oh! Is that so? But, Qing Jun is just a little girl, doesn’t understand these things! Master wouldn’t bully Qing Jun because of outsiders, right?"
Chen Ye’s fist was already clenched.
This shameless little girl!
Zhao Yushuang specially gave him the heaven-grade Pill Room, and even fed Qing Jun a large amount of Spirit Fruits.
Yet the little girl kept glaring at her, causing trouble for Zhao Yushuang continuously. How impolite!
And now,
these two disciples are teaming up to fool their master, huh?
Do they really think Master doesn’t know?
He reached out with annoyance, knocking lightly but firmly on that little head that was still rambling nonsensically,
"You owe people a favor and yet call them bad. You ate a whole day of Scarlet Flame Fruits and still badmouth them as an evil woman, even trying to corrupt your senior sister. Did all the manners taught to you just go to the dogs?"
"Ow!"
Qing Jun covered her forehead, protested pitifully,
"No! That was... that was sugar-coated artillery! Qing Jun was just refusing the enemy’s sugar-coated artillery, how was Qing Jun wrong?"
The little girl argued confidently.
Chen Ye understood by now, this girl always felt she was right!
He put down his chopsticks, about to give this rebellious disciple a proper lesson.
However, before he could speak.
"Uh..." Qing Jun’s little nose twitched suddenly, then her brows furrowed tightly, as she approached Chen Ye with an expression of disdain.