Sun Wukong looked at Lord Lao and almost blurted out, She's so old!
But then Son Gohan began pulling him along to introduce Zhu Qingling and the others, so he swallowed the words that had reached his lips. He occasionally chimed in from the side to fill in the gaps.
Son Gohan was ultimately unfamiliar with everyone, but with Sun Wukong helping with the introductions, there was no major problem.
After gaining a certain understanding of everyone, Lord Lao was also extremely surprised.
"So you're saying that the reason you were able to come here is all because of Zhu Qingling?"
She looked at everyone with bright eyes, but pointed at Zhu Qingling.
"That's right."
Sun Wukong nodded. "Zhu Qingling is also the strongest among us."
"I couldn't tell."
Lord Lao carefully sized up Zhu Qingling twice, her eyes filled with astonishment.
"She's really beautiful."
She extended the bowl in her hand toward Zhu Qingling and said warmly,
"Want to try some? My favorite spaghetti."
"No, thank you."
Zhu Qingling was somewhat unaccustomed to Lord Lao's enthusiasm.
She had never expected an ancient deity to resemble a girl of sixteen or seventeen in both temperament and appearance. She was bright and generous.
Especially after the two sides began chatting enthusiastically.
The impression of Lord Lao as generous, warm, and cheerful became even more deeply rooted in everyone's minds.
Of course, what she was most taboo about was not other people saying she was tens of thousands of years old, but calling her an old granny, an old woman, or anything similar.
After speaking with Zhu Qingling, Lord Lao admired her greatly and took the initiative to reveal this secret and taboo of hers.
From the fact that she could speak so openly about it, it was clear that although she