"Right, right, right. Senior Sister doesn't have any ideas at all!"
Feng Hui Xi chimed in with a strange, sarcastic lilt, as if his own senior sister truly had no ideas whatsoever.
"What? Do you find staying here with your Second Senior Sister too peaceful and comfortable?"
"Or have your days been too idle, with no one disciplining you for so long, so now your skin's itching for a beating instead?"
She paused, her gaze sharpening slightly as she deliberately slowed her tone.
"How about I send you over to Eldest Senior Sister's side, so you can go into quiet cultivation for a while and properly temper that temper of yours?"
The moment Feng Hui Xi heard that, his entire body stiffened. He was frightened on the spot and hurriedly waved his hands again and again, not a trace left on his face of the calm confidence from his praise just now.
"No, no, no! Second Senior Sister, I was wrong. I'll never run my mouth with random praise again. Please don't send me to Eldest Senior Sister!"
Feng Hui Xi hurriedly waved both hands, his face full of panic. Not daring to say another word, he sprang up and turned, cutting a sorry figure as he fled out of the Reincarnation Hall.
Watching his back as he fled in blind panic, Houtu stood where she was, a gentle faint smile blooming between her brows and eyes as she murmured softly to herself.
"So many years have passed, yet this fellow's temperament is still this mischievous and lively. He hasn't settled down in the slightest."
Inside the hall, Netherworld mist drifted and flowed, while the Dao charm of the Six Paths of Reincarnation quietly breathed and flourished, setting off that calm smile until it seemed all the warmer, carrying a