Miaole looked at the hand resting on his shoulder.
A-Hu looked at him too.
After a moment, Miaole took half a step back and straightened his sleeves.
Then he bowed.
"Tiger Sister."
He said it with perfect propriety.
A-Hu laughed.
"Yes, good boy!"
Miaole straightened, then added earnestly, "Since you've accepted me as your younger brother, Tiger Sister, you can come to me if you run into trouble."
A-Hu waved a hand.
"I'll remember, of course, but you've got it backward."
"Since you've accepted me as your older sister, come to me if anyone bullies you."
She patted her chest.
"I'll stand up for you."
"I'll remember," Miaole said.
Standing behind him, the Old Lord said helplessly, "You foolish disciple, you're really agreeing to this?"
Miaole turned around. "Master, have I done something wrong?"
The Old Lord opened his mouth. There really was nothing wrong with it.
Yuanshi Tianzun nodded beside him. "He's much better than his master."
The Old Lord immediately glared at him.
Hearing this, Wukong grinned and sidled over.
"Old man, how come every disciple you take can leave you choking on your words?"
The Old Lord's expression darkened.
"You impudent monkey!"
"You've only just pocketed the benefits, and already you're turning your back on me?"
"Give that armor back!"
Wukong hastily retreated several steps, waving his hands. "All right, all right, I'll stop, I'll stop."
"Who ever heard of taking back a gift?"
Bajie stood nearby, chuckling.
The Old Lord's gaze promptly shifted to him.
The smile vanished from Bajie's face.
The Old Lord could not be bothered with him anymore and snorted.
Then he walked over to Xuanzang.
"Fellow Daoist, our business here is finished."
"I still have matters to attend to, so I'll take my disciple back to my palace first."
Xuanzang pressed his