Teng and Xuan Xiaowu hadn't recognized Minister Pei. All they saw was an old man wearing a strange mask and hugging the Giant Dragon Stone, which gave them both a terrible fright.
Teng and Xuan Xiaowu clung to each other in terror. Only Chen Pozi, who had weathered countless storms, remained calm.
Hearing Jian Ruonan call out to him, Teng asked in confusion, "Minister... Pei?"
Jian Ruonan said, "Who else? Pei Junfei, the Minister of War. Our eldest sister-in-law's grandfather."
Teng: "..."
"The Minister of War and Grand Academician of the Hall of Benevolence sneaks over here instead of sleeping at night to use my fifth sister's Giant Dragon Stone for free?!"
His rose-tinted view of the Six Ministers of the Six Ministries shattered all over the floor.
[Minister Pei has done loads of bizarre things. Freeloading is just one insignificant little item on the list.]
Pei Junfei: "..."
To stop Little Treasure's unbridled inner voice from spilling any more miscellaneous secrets, Pei Junfei hurriedly interrupted her. "What do you mean, freeloading?! Must you make it sound so ugly? I came to investigate the people's circumstances!"
The Polaroid spat out the photos with a rustle. Jian Ruonan took them and studied them. "These turned out nicely. Minister Pei, you're quite photogenic."
[Look at yourself. You practically wanted to plaster your entire body against my Giant Dragon Stone. At first glance, I thought you were licking it like a lollipop. Is that how you investigate the people's circumstances? Huh?]
Pei Junfei raised a hand to shield his eyes from the light and looked at Xuan Xiaowu and Teng. "How can you see me?"
He was wearing a Facekini, wasn't he?
Had the Facekini's divine power stopped working?
Jian Ruonan pointed at the flashlight in her hand. "This is called the 'Flashlight