"Grandma, Xijun saw your hand tremble just now too. You poured out the remaining half-bottle." Xijun pouted as she looked at Grandma Sun, clearly displeased.
"Good girl. Grandma's hand didn't tremble. Grandma's just old, and her hand isn't as convenient as it used to be. Look, it's trembling even now. You'll understand when you're old." The moment Grandma Sun placed her hand before Xijun, it began trembling violently.
Grandma Sun still looked rather kindly and amiable, but when it came to fleecing people, her face was definitely thicker than a city wall!
Xijun was stunned, while I was so angry that smoke nearly poured from all seven apertures. It seemed ordinary reasoning could no longer be used to measure Grandma Sun. But never mind. Since she meant no harm, it was fine to let her come along. After all, the Ghost Emperor was a mighty thigh to cling to, and she had even given me a Water-Avoidance Garment of unknown usefulness. I'd just consider myself her errand boy.
Grandma Sun was truly strange. She hadn't been surprised at all to hear that I was human, and she had even produced a Water-Avoidance Garment as if performing a magic trick—as though she had prepared it in advance. I immediately took out a letter from my master. Seeing one of them marked "To Sun Yan," I pulled it out and asked, "Grandma Sun, my master's fellow cultivator also has the surname Sun. May I ask whether your name is Sun Yan?"
"Sun Yan? Let this old woman have a look." Grandma Sun's eyes lit up. Without a word, she snatched the letter away. She moved so quickly that I certainly couldn't have beaten her in a tug-of-war. It seemed likely she was Sun Yan after all; otherwise, why would she care so