In the blink of an eye!
Less than two months remained until the Eight Venerables Martial Tournament!
Using "going out to gain experience" as an excuse, Luo Hou had now lived for over a year in the small courtyard where Qing Mo and his two ladies had temporarily settled!
"Ah! It's still more comfortable here with you, Master!"
"I don't have to put on airs every day, keep a straight face at the Supreme Yao Divine Palace, and play the role of some perfect disciple!"
Slumped in a rocking chair in the courtyard and enjoying the leisurely afternoon, Luo Hou's mannerisms were practically carved from the same mold as Qing Mo's beside him!
In particular, he had copied Qing Mo's lazy, salted-fish posture and expression—lazy to the very bone—to perfection!
"Look at that disgraceful way you're sitting. I really don't know who you learned it from!"
Hearing Luo Hou's heartfelt words, Qing Mo, who was likewise sprawled in a rocking chair, could not help turning his head slightly. His eyes brimmed with disdain for the boy's salted-fish appearance!
"Who else could Little Monkey have learned from? Wasn't it from you, Master?"
"Not bad, Little Monkey learned it quite well. Even his facial expressions carry a few traces of you, Master!"
Holding a freshly cut platter of chilled fruit in her hands, Akai Mary emerged from the house in a pink-and-white floral long dress with a cinched waist and low bodice. Her full breasts, ready to burst forth, nearly strained against the fabric as she walked gracefully toward the master and disciple pair!
"Master's wife! Let me take it. Why should you trouble yourself with such a small matter?"
Seeing Akai Mary carrying the fruit platter, Luo Hou, who had been laziness itself just moments ago, instantly leapt from the rocking