She was startled. Niu Youdao, however, slowly lowered his head and looked at himself. Caught completely off guard, he was covered in crumbs.
Niu Youdao's face darkened. This was a trivial matter, but it was not this triviality that had made him pull a long face. He slowly raised his head again and glared at her, suddenly pointing at her as he barked, "Look at yourself! You have no proper posture when sitting, no proper manners when eating. You're becoming more and more outrageous! What else do you plan to do?"
Ever since coming here, unable to show himself or reveal his identity, the situation around him had truly turned heaven and earth upside down. One by one, they were taking him less and less seriously.
Yuan Gang had become disobedient, Yun Ji had started speaking in veiled barbs, and this one in particular had grown utterly brazen. The Daoist Master of Thatched Cottage Manor felt that he was being challenged, that his authority was beginning to waver.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Guan Fangyi tossed aside the pear she had been gnawing on, hurriedly rose, and apologized again and again. She repeatedly patted his clothes, helping brush him clean.
Niu Youdao swept her hand away, then gave himself a shake with his cultivation. The crumbs fell to the ground.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I really didn't do it on purpose." Guan Fangyi was practically beside herself with delight. She seemed to enjoy seeing him angry, then promptly clung to him again with shameless persistence. "It isn't that I'm getting more and more outrageous. I was only following your instructions."
Niu Youdao was angered into laughter. Pointing at himself, he said, "Did I tell you to act like this?"
Guan Fangyi said, "Listen to yourself. Think about it—wasn't it you who