The next day.
Early morning.
Bai Family ancestral hall.
"Big Brother..."
Carrying a breakfast box, Bai Ling chattered as she ran into the ancestral hall. "Look at all the delicious things I brought you... four-colored pastries from Drunken Cloud Tower, and double-skin milk pudding..."
On the prayer cushion, Aaron looked up at Bai Ling and smiled. "Good thing my little sister still remembers to care for her big brother..."
Without another word, he picked up a pastry and began eating.
The pastries tasted quite good. They were a little rich for breakfast, but still barely acceptable.
As he ate, Aaron asked, "How are things outside?"
"I think Father is really angry. Mother's trying to soothe him, so you should just bear with it..." Bai Ling looked sympathetically at her big brother. "Oh, right. Someone came by this morning, claiming to be the servant who got separated from you. His name is Old Ma, and he came to join you."
"Mm, Old Ma... he really is a personal attendant I took in on the road. Let him stay. It's not like our family can't afford one more freeloader."
Aaron waved a hand indifferently. After Bai Ling left, he looked thoughtfully at the fragment of curse power in his hand. "Dao-level... altering the rules? Interesting..."
After some thought, he felt that, now that he had come to this world, he could give it a little gift.
For instance... hope for the supernaturals to break free of their shackles?
If one day, the Xuan Court suddenly discovered that every supernatural had cast off the curse-power restraints imposed by the Great Xuan Progenitor, that scene would surely be rather interesting.
Outside the Bai Residence.
Bai Ling sized up Horse King God. "You're Old Ma?"
"That's right, miss." Horse King God wore a fawning