At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's mood could probably be summed up in just two words: Holy shit.
The old hag hadn't returned to the Spirit Realm—she was still at my house, eating?
Your Ladyship, the dignified Mountain Goddess, how could the humble fare of my poor home possibly be worthy of your notice? Please hurry back to the Spirit Realm.
Honestly, although Lady of Three Paths Mountain had conducted herself with all the bearing expected of a "righteous deity," Zhang Yuanqing still feared her immensely. In her presence, he instinctively felt tense and constrained.
On one hand, it was the instinctive fear of an inferior facing a superior. On the other, before the Slaughter Dungeon, Zhang Yuanqing had deeply feared the old hag and regarded her as an imagined enemy.
Even now, he had only met the old hag three times. That wariness would not disappear so quickly.
This Mountain Goddess was an ancient Day Wanderer and lacked modern values. Before her, Zhang Yuanqing did not possess the confidence of a top student facing Dog Elder.
As a rising talent of the Five Elements Alliance, even if he angrily rubbed an elder's dog head, the elder would tolerate it.
But try rubbing the old hag's head, and she'd smash your dog head to bits with a backhand.
Seeing Yuanzi's suddenly stiff expression and the way he stopped at the entrance, not daring to enter, the family seemed to understand something. This brat couldn't be two-timing, could he?
As the inheritor of the family disgrace's mantle, doing something like that did not seem strange at all.
The first family disgrace looked at the cool-faced Blood Rose, then at Guan Ya, whose expression had immediately fallen, and finally at Zhang Yuanqing. In disbelief, he said:
"Th-these two are both your girlfriends?
"Impressive!