Yu Tingchao said, "I wonder if Your Highness the Demon Venerable has ever heard a certain saying?"
Mingyuan looked at Yu Tingchao.
"When the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams follow suit. With subordinates as unruly as yours, Your Highness, there must be something wrong with your own conduct."
Ning Xiang wholeheartedly agreed.
"Exactly! That's just how it is!"
Yu Tingchao felt smug. His senior sister still chose to take his side, just as she always had.
[That fellow has a hundred tricks up his sleeve. What decent person would do things like that?]
Yu Tingchao: "!!!"
Mingyuan discreetly took Ning Xiang's hand and whispered, "Once we get back, I'll let you put my conduct to the test again."
"No, no, thank you." Ning Xiang wilted.
Seeing the adults whispering among themselves and ignoring him, the Corpse Wraith became unhappy. He was going to make a fuss. Pouting, he said to Ning Xiang, "Want a cuddle."
Ning Xiang walked straight ahead without even looking at him.
"I said, I want a cuddle," the Corpse Wraith repeated indignantly.
Ning Xiang said, "All right. What a thoughtful child you are. You want to help carry our load?"
With his little brain, the Corpse Wraith had absolutely no idea what Ning Xiang meant.
Ning Xiang snatched Soul-Rending from Mingyuan's hand and tossed it to the Corpse Wraith. "Here, this is too heavy. Carry it for your Uncle Demon Venerable."
Mingyuan had yet to argue with Ning Xiang about why she got to be a big sister while he became an uncle when, a second later, Soul-Rending flattened the Corpse Wraith...
Everyone: "..."
Jiang Miaomiao said, "Is the Demon Venerable's magical treasure really that heavy? My senior sister clearly picked it up with ease. May I touch Soul-Rending?"
After obtaining Mingyuan's permission, Jiang