"Long hair, short wisdom?" Qin Fen did not understand. He had arrived right in the middle of things. While asking about the Seven Fairies, Qin Fen's mana had fully replenished in an instant. The Saint's body did have its advantages. The moment he appeared, he heard Lord Lao's words and instinctively asked a question.
That question would have been fine if left unasked, but once he asked it, trouble erupted.
Golden Horn and Silver Horn's eyes went wide. They were finished now. The person in question had heard them—wasn't this like pointing at a monk and calling him bald? Qin Fen was still wearing Queen Mother's appearance. As someone at the Saint level, his transformations were already unfathomable. On top of that, he had used WeChat's assisted photo-editing software. Forget Golden Horn and Silver Horn; even Lord Lao could not see through it.
Seeing the Queen Mother arrive in person, how could the two Daoist attendants dare say anything? Do not forget, the Queen Mother was Lord Lao's junior martial sister, Hongjun's disciple. She was not someone just anyone could discuss.
Seeing his young attendants' exaggerated panic, Lord Lao abruptly turned around. Here, he did not make the same mistake as the Jade Emperor and keep boasting.
But even if he had not made a mistake, it was still extremely awkward for the Queen Mother to hear those words. Lord Lao stared wide-eyed. Damn it, weren't you unconscious? That bastard Qin Fen fooled me again!
Qin Fen's words, "long hair, short wisdom," made Lord Lao's heart go cold. She had heard it after all? How humiliating. A dignified member of the Three Pure Ones had become a petty man who spoke behind others' backs. Lord Lao shut his eyes in agony, still unable to tell that this was Qin Fen.