Beneath a towering tree on Mount Buzhou.
"Tell me, where did you get that Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus?" With her hands behind her back, Houtu looked down at the fat bear hanging his head before her and demanded sternly.
Around them, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches sat on the ground with their arms folded, watching the pair in good spirits.
"Ancestral Witch, I..."
"Tell the truth!"
Gungun pursed his lips and thought, What an annoying old witch!
Houtu: "!!!"
"Gungun!"
"Huh?" Gungun raised his head and looked at Houtu.
Only to discover...
"Ow!" Houtu actually reached out and grabbed his furry ear, then tugged hard enough to make him howl.
"Ancestral Witch, let go! Hurry, let go!" Gungun struggled frantically.
"Let go? Not a chance! You really need a good lesson, daring to... to hide something so important from me!" As she spoke, Houtu lifted him off the ground with her left hand, giving him an airborne ear-tugging.
"Ancestral Witch, I didn't hide it from you! You never asked!" Gungun continued struggling and protesting his innocence.
Houtu: "..."
I never asked you?
Why would I ask you out of nowhere whether you had the World-Cleansing White Lotus? How was I supposed to know you had it? You should have told me yourself!
Besides, do you really think I care that much about that white lotus?
No, what I really care about is that you, you fat bear, dared to curse me in your head! Are you my battle pet, or am I yours?
At that thought, Houtu snapped at Gungun, "Shut up!"
Then she released his ear and switched to pinching his cheeks, kneading his belly, and smacking his rump. In short... she gave every part she could rub a thorough working-over.
A quarter of an hour later,