A hurried set of footsteps came from inside the pitch-black stone gate.
A young fairy stumbled out, and at once spotted Gu Qingshan.
It immediately lit up with excitement and waved both hands. "Ah, Apostle! Great, powerful, esteemed, beloved, and never-brushes-his-teeth Apostle, you've finally come to save us?"
Gu Qingshan's eyes narrowed. "Why don't I brush my teeth?"
The young fairy was stumped.
He looked uneasy and quietly glanced back into the stone gate.
A murmur of discussion came from within.
After quite a while,
they seemed to have figured out the answer.
A cautious voice quietly called from inside the stone gate:
"He doesn't brush his teeth because he ate so many delicious things last night that he couldn't bear to brush them away!"
The young fairy suddenly understood and hurriedly said, "Right—Apostle, you ate so many delicious things that you couldn't bear to brush your teeth!"
Gu Qingshan sighed.
Was there any need to keep this act up?
—No.
He took a breath and shouted into the stone gate, "Old Fairy, what are you hiding for? I can see you! And you, Rou Rou!"
The rustling discussion inside the stone gate abruptly stopped.
A long while passed.
A pretty female fairy emerged, fidgeting as she waved at Gu Qingshan. "Hi, long time no see. Actually, you've got the wrong person. I'm not Rou Rou."
"Then who are you?" Gu Qingshan asked, spreading his hands.
"I'm Rou Rou's little sister, Little Rou Rou," the fairy said solemnly.
"But that stick in your hand—I remember it belongs to Rou Rou," Gu Qingshan said.
The fairy panicked and held up the stick. "You're mistaken. This is actually the other half of a Single Interception staff."
Gu Qingshan folded his arms and pondered. "So you can put two Single Interception staffs together