Only after Xiao Feng apologized over and over and made countless promises did Hu Tutu reluctantly forgive him.
Once soothed, the child changed her tune quickly. In the blink of an eye, she was chattering away with Xiao Feng about Little Mountain Peak during the years he had been away.
Although the little fox's own understanding was scattered and incomplete, even the scraps she told him made Xiao Feng marvel inwardly that his senior brothers really had not had a quiet moment all these years!
Then he remembered that he was not even an official disciple of Little Mountain Peak, and he could not help feeling a little downcast.
Ouyang noticed Xiao Feng's dejection and naturally knew what he was thinking. He took the Wooden Plaque Hu Yun had left for Xiao Feng out of his Storage Space and handed it over.
Xiao Feng froze for a moment at the sight of the Wooden Plaque.
The Wooden Plaque, two fingers wide, was tied together with Copper Coins by a red cord. His name was written across the little plaque in strokes that danced like dragons and soared like phoenixes.
Although he did not know what this Wooden Plaque was for, his sixth sense told him it was worth a fortune.
Before Xiao Feng could speak, the little fox beside him exclaimed in delight, "Is that a wooden plaque Daddy made? Does Junior Brother Xiao have one too? I knew it! Daddy loves me best. How could he refuse to take Junior Brother Xiao as his disciple?"
"This is a wooden plaque Master carved?" Xiao Feng took the Wooden Plaque and looked at his name on it, puzzled.
That Master had firmly refused to let him become a member of Little Mountain Peak, yet had given him a wooden plaque bearing