Master... I Want It!

Hong Yuan smacked Cuiwei on the head.

He said irritably, "Wasn't I just playing along because you were acting? What, want to keep acting?!"

Cuiwei rubbed his head in grievance and muttered, "Wasn't it Master who started acting first..."

"Hm?!" Hong Yuan's expression suddenly darkened.

Cuiwei could not help but shudder.

He hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly and agreed, "I misspoke just now. Master, you weren't acting. The one who made me die so many times was that bastard Black Tortoise. I, Cuiwei, will remember this grudge!"

"Good! You can be taught!"

Hong Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

As the two of them chatted.

Meng Po finally appeared there as well.

When she saw Hong Yuan, she froze. She had not expected Second Uncle to be here too.

But that was only natural. After all, Senior Brother Cuiwei had returned.

It was perfectly normal for Second Uncle to be here.

Thus, without any hesitation, she quickly changed back into her true appearance.

Her aged, wrinkled face melted away like snow and ice, becoming the beautiful, striking face of a young maiden.

Her silver hair instantly transformed into cascading black locks, while her coarse hemp clothes became radiant feathered robes.

Then she bowed and greeted him with a grin. "Second Uncle!"

Seeing Houtu suddenly appear, Hong Yuan deliberately put on a stern face, though the amusement in his eyes could not be hidden. "You little girl, why aren't you properly handing out the soup? Why did you come here too?!"

Before Hong Yuan could finish speaking, Houtu had already skipped over and affectionately linked her arm through his.

"I sensed Senior Brother Cuiwei's aura, of course~" Houtu tilted her head and made a face at Hong Yuan. "Second Uncle, you secretly helped Senior Brother return to his rightful place and didn't even tell me!"