A Story That Had to Be Told About Master and Disciple
The blazing sun hung high.
On a small road at the border of the Azure Kingdom.
A winding gravel road stretched ahead, with forests of tall trees standing on both sides.
"Yinyin, hurry up. Stop dawdling—you're walking as slowly as a snail." An Bulang walked ahead, looking back at the panting girl as he urged her on.
The girl had already changed out of her gorgeous princess attire and into fitted purple clothes, displaying her exquisite, curvaceous figure.
A little Fairy Maiden who should have basked beneath the gaze of countless people was now bearing a burden utterly mismatched with her beauty.
There was no other reason. She had a huge bundle half her height strapped to her back.
"Huff, huff, huff..." Ji Yinyin panted heavily, fragrant sweat dripping from her. She could not even wipe her brow. Both hands hoisted the enormous bundle that covered her entire back, and she muttered miserably, "It's not like you're carrying dozens of pounds while hiking through the mountains. What kind of hero urges people along with empty hands? You don't know the slightest thing about cherishing beauty. If you've got the nerve, carry these bundles yourself..."
An Bulang's ears were exceptionally sharp, and not a single word of the girl's quiet muttering escaped him. He immediately laughed. "You were the one who said you'd serve me like an ox or a horse, not me."
Ji Yinyin was left speechless.
I said I'd serve you like an ox or a horse, and you really treated me like an ox or a horse?
Did you have to be this heartless?!
Still, the girl would not truly throw down her burden.
After all, Ji Yinyin always kept her word. Even if she had to