Sect Master Tongtian immediately sensed Ling Er's confusion and hurriedly transmitted his voice. "Brother, I need to retreat first. That woman is here—"
"Tongtong? That's quite a distinctive name—" Ling Er transmitted back, suppressing his laughter as a trace of confusion flashed through his eyes.
Pan Tongtong? Pan Tong? Pan Santong? Which of these names was Third Brother Pan's real name?
After all these years, he was still hiding things from him. How heartbreaking.
"When I'm out and about, you taught me to use an alias, so I—"
Before Sect Master Tongtian could finish transmitting his voice, Grand Pure Saint and Yuanshi Tianzun pinned him down and carried him straight into the void.
Then Ling Er saw the two of them carve out a passage and kick Sect Master Tongtian straight in the ass.
That spot seemed to be emitting chaotic energy. They hadn't kicked him out of the Primordial World, had they?
"Sister-in-law, I kicked him back to your place. Hurry home.
"Otherwise, if he runs off, we won't be able to do anything." Grand Pure Saint spoke blandly, a hint of relief flashing through his eyes.
"Thank you, Big Brother." Nüwa respectfully bowed, then turned and left.
Ling Er caught sight of Nüwa's face and rubbed his chin, muttering inwardly, Such an outstanding woman—what is Third Brother Pan afraid of?
Still, this felt especially familiar. It was like when he had arranged to go fishing with his buddies in his previous life, only for someone's wife to come looking for him.
The others hurriedly lowered their heads or stared fixedly at their floats. They had gone fishing and stumbled onto some juicy gossip. This was too thrilling.
Sect Master Tongtian = Tongtong?
Were the ways Saints addressed one another this... adorable?
Only Black Dog and Yu Ding secretly