The power of the Tightening Curse was still vivid in his mind. Pigsy froze, staring at the girl who slowly walked out from the back. Wasn't she that waitress?
Scholar had long seen that she was no ordinary person, but no one could identify her. With Guanyin's transformation techniques, even if the monkey were here, his Fiery Eyes and Golden Vision would be useless. This had happened before in Journey to the West.
"There's no place for a little demon like you to speak!" Scholar muttered.
Qin Fen looked at him strangely. Little Bean sighed. If you don't court death, you won't die.
"Who are you? My business is none of your concern!" Pigsy was no longer being polite.
Little White Dragon was equally puzzled. When had they recruited a member of the Water Tribe? Why didn't he know her?
"I'll leave her to you!" Qin Fen typed with a clatter.
Fine Ghost froze. Why wasn't it being left to him? The people around them were equally confused, waiting to see how things would unfold.
"Pigsy, take a look at who I am." With that, the girl flicked the rag in her hand, and it instantly turned into a vase with a willow branch inserted in it.
That appearance was painfully familiar. Pigsy was dumbfounded at once. Little White Dragon took one look and thought, Holy shit, it's her! He dropped to his knees with a thud. Yinglong put away his cold smile and stood respectfully, bowing to her.
For a moment, the entire skewer shop was so silent that a pin dropping could be heard. That vase was too distinctive. Anyone could tell what it was.
"Y-you... could you be?" Pigsy felt like dying. Was this some kind of joke?
Scholar's heart turned ice-cold. *What the hell is this?