Could Monkeys Like Shuhang Evolve?
He wondered whether he could discuss borrowing the 'Ancient Heavenly Court Fragment' with Tyrant Song.
After reaching an agreement with his junior brother and several Confucian School elders, Daozi rose and first headed toward where Song Shuhang was.
"If Tyrant Song is really willing to lend me the 'Heavenly Court Fragment,' should I prepare some sort of return gift for him?" Daozi seriously pondered as he walked.
The Confucian School valued etiquette. A kindness naturally had to be repaid.
"According to the Present World's festivals, it looks like the New Year is coming soon. Why don't I give Tyrant Song a red envelope when we meet later, and win him over with courtesy?" Daozi thought to himself.
The other side of the Golden Lotus World.
Song Shuhang, Senior White, Soft Feather, and a group of hangers-on helped his parents pack their things, preparing to return to Wenzhou City.
Mom Song had been looking radiant lately, and she had even become so enamored with living at the Confucian School that she had forgotten to go home.
At first, Mom Song had worried that she would not be able to adapt to living at the Confucian School, but after staying for a few days, she could not bear to leave.
"This is truly a wonderful place." Mom Song said to Song Shuhang.
—Here, whenever the Confucian disciples saw her each day, they would warmly address her as Zhao Fairy.
Just as most men dreamed of being great heroes, most women also hoped to remain beautiful fairies forever.
Every day, when Mom Song heard the Confucian disciples call her 'Zhao Fairy,' even though she was about to become a mother for the second time, she felt as if she had grown several years younger—she was practically