Wu Liuji sighed. "Master only wanted to see his grandson and called Wang Dao over. It is not Wang Xuan's turn yet. Why are you in such a hurry to find him?"
Leng Mei was on her way to the 36th Heaven. "Master misses Senior Sister. He will look into his grandson's past and naturally discover Wang Xuan. I'm giving him advance warning that he'd still better not show himself for the time being."
Wu Liuji rubbed his forehead. If Master learned of what she had done, his mood would only worsen, and he would become even more unable to sit still. This black-hearted little padded jacket had turned her elbow outward.
Wang Dao was somewhat puzzled. Wu Liuji had actually come personally to the Blood-red Battlefield Observation Post. They had only been apart for half a year—had this uncle of his missed him already?
A moment later, he learned that he was going to the Demon Court, and he immediately grew a little nervous. This day had finally come after all.
"Where did my little aunt go?" He looked around. She had been there just now—how had she vanished in the blink of an eye?
He saw Leng Mei receive a message before swiftly disappearing, hurrying away.
In an instant, he understood. Had she gone to deliver a message to Sixth Uncle, who was in seclusion? He was at a loss for words. The one the Demon Court True Saint was receiving was him, all right? He had wanted to learn about the Demon Court True Saint's preferences from this little aunt, yet she had disappeared without a trace.
Wang Dao pondered whether his little aunt might become his Sixth Aunt. Perhaps there really was the faintest sign of it.
Or would Sixth Uncle become his uncle-in-law? Either way,