"Hey! You can't just blurt out the truth like that!"
"Hold on, have you considered she might be his granddaughter?"
"..."
Of course, those fellow disciples all met the same fate. Ye Changsheng threw them onto the disciples' training ground and taught them a lesson without even bothering to find an excuse. Then, with every justification, he piled on extra training and assignments.
They were Sword Cultivators. If they had a problem, they could draw their swords. Any complaints could wait until after the fight.
But Ye Changsheng hadn't expected Ye Chuqi to take their words seriously. "Eldest Senior Brother, am I your little sister, your daughter, or your granddaughter?"
Ye Changsheng: "..."
Unfortunately, the little girl before him didn't even reach his thigh and had yet to achieve Qi Induction, so he couldn't fight her. But Ye Changsheng knew exactly where to strike. "I have to go away for a few months," he said evenly.
The little girl stared up at Ye Changsheng with wide, dark eyes as though she'd been struck by lightning. His words carried one terrible consequence: while he was gone, Ye Chuqi would have to eat at the disciples' dining hall. After years of eating his cooking, she'd grown far too particular. The dining hall would be torture.
And she'd have to endure it for months!
She could consider cooking for herself, but in her tiny body, she couldn't even reach the stove. For her safety, Eldest Senior Brother wouldn't let her light a fire in the courtyard either. Cooking was out of the question.
That didn't mean there was no other solution.
By the time Ye Changsheng finished his assignment and returned to Lush Mountain, Ye Chuqi had made herself thoroughly at home on its rear slopes. She practically ruled the place. That was