After she finished speaking, the courtyard fell silent for a moment.
Sun Wukong was the first to lose it, laughing so hard he doubled over. "Hahaha! Brother, does this count as turning misfortune into fortune? You picked up a fox who even came with servant skills!"
Tang Monk could not help smiling a little as well, though he still reminded her gently, "Calling yourself a servant is rather too much, Miss. If you truly wish to stay, then simply travel with us."
But Su Wanwan stubbornly shook her head, her eyes fixed only on Chu Yang.
Seeing her eyes rimmed red, yet still forcing herself to make such a serious declaration, Chu Yang suddenly found it rather amusing.
He reached out and lightly flicked her forehead.
"Enough. Get up."
Su Wanwan winced and covered her forehead, looking at him eagerly. "You agreed?"
"Reluctantly," Chu Yang said lazily. "But there are a few things we need to make clear first."
"Go ahead."
"First, you are not allowed to set your sights on my master again."
"...I won't."
"Second, no running around in the middle of the night."
"...Fine."
"Third..." Chu Yang drew out the words, a grin curling at the corner of his mouth. "Since you insisted on staying as a servant, then from now on, washing clothes, cooking, massaging legs, and rubbing backs—you are not allowed to complain about any of it."
Su Wanwan: "..."
The emotion welling up inside her nearly took a sharp turn at that one sentence. After a long moment, she gritted her teeth and forced out through clenched teeth, "...I won't complain."
Only then did Chu Yang nod in satisfaction and reach down to pull her up from the ground.
"Then it's settled. Don't rush to prove your loyalty yet. Go help the shopkeeper repair