The moment Yun Yao saw Meng Yutong's face, she sprang straight up from her chair in fright.
Master?
The several women standing nearby were shocked. Could this be the Peak Master of Fairy Cloud Peak?!
Then hadn't they just been caught red-handed listening to Fairy Yao chirp about her Master? The women exchanged glances, sensed that something was wrong, and slunk away in disgrace.
"Hehe!" Yun Yao put on a fawning expression and changed her tune. "Master, I never expected you to be back. This is wonderful! While you were gone, we missed you all so much."
"o(*￣︶￣*)o Hehe! Yao'er, was that the truth? So this was how you talked about me behind my back? What a fine 'Fairy Yao.' You, the teacher, had more airs than I, your Master."
Meng Yutong was smiling on the surface, but her words concealed sharp edges. If Shen Yeting had not been standing beside her, she would have definitely struck and suppressed Yun Yao.
Yun Yao shifted her gaze to Shen Yeting as if she had seen a savior, hurrying over to her. "Aunt, Aunt, I missed you too. Ever since I was in the Eastern Continent, I've been thinking about you and Uncle Prison."
Before Shen Yeting could speak, Meng Yutong raised a hand and traced a seal through the air. Several strands of mystic light flashed, and Yun Yao was immediately bound by several dark-yellow ropes.
Then Meng Yutong clapped her hands, and Yun Yao was sent flying straight toward the Little Black Room hidden within the Disciple Palace—the dungeon.
"(?｀?Д?′) Yu Tong, what are you doing!?" Shen Yeting could not make sense of it. How had Yun Yao suddenly been sent flying away?
"It's nothing. When disciples misbehave, they are usually locked in the Little Black Room I prepared. Without