After stomping through the mud for a while, Xuandu swept all the dead leaves in the courtyard into a pile, then began roasting sweet potatoes.
Miss Zhao did not seem to mind getting dirty anymore. She sat on a tree stump, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the mud from her feet while watching the two people roasting sweet potatoes.
These two boys both had Heavenly Venerables behind them, and they were even among the Heavenly Venerables' closest attendants. One was simple-minded, while the other was mischievous by nature... Many times, Zhao Wumian could not understand how Xuandu and Wuyun had become friends.
"Senior Brother lives here. Is there anything inconvenient?" Miss Zhao suddenly asked.
"Nope." Wuyun Boy did not even turn his head. "Wen Zhong takes care of my food and drink, and we can even play cards together. It's pretty great!"
"Wen Zhong... Who is that?" Miss Zhao blinked in surprise.
"The owner of the barbecue stall!" Wuyun Boy grabbed a handful of ash and stuffed it down the back of Xuandu's collar, then said with a grin, "His skewers are super delicious!"
Xuandu shouted, "Damn it!" He threw a punch that sent Wuyun flying above the troposphere. A good while later, Wuyun Boy came crashing down like Newton. He was not hurt, but he had taken a bite of mud and spat twice.
"Senior Brother, tell me about the New Human Sacred Emperor last night?" Miss Zhao wiped his face for him and smiled.
"Don't you have the Spiritual Splendor Mirror? You didn't use it last night?" Wuyun Boy asked.
Miss Zhao said calmly, "How would I dare to spy on and offend the Human Race Sacred Emperor?"
Wuyun Boy pondered. "Then bring out the mirror."
Miss Zhao did not hesitate. She flipped her palm, and