"Daddy..."
"Mommy..."
The two little ones spoke human words as they bounced about before Xiao Hua. Knowing he could leave home, Little Yellow had regained his former cheerfulness. When Little Yellow saw Wang Zhengfei, he wagged his great tail and complained to Xiao Hua, "Mommy, Mommy, this kid said his master is stronger than Mommy. Go compete with his master! Your child refuses to believe there can be anyone in this world stronger than Mommy!"
"Master..." Wang Zhengfei stood there with a mournful face, looking pitifully at Little Yellow from the corner of his eye, utterly unsure what to say.
"Little Yellow, this is Mommy's disciple, Wang Zhengfei!" Xiao Hua said with a smile. "The master he mentioned is Mommy!"
"Ah? Really?" Little Yellow was dumbfounded. Then he wagged his tail and flew several circles around Wang Zhengfei, glaring at him several times with his pitch-black eyes. "Kid, if you're Mommy's disciple, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Well... Young Master!" Wang Zhengfei said with an ingratiating smile. "This little one only just found out, didn't I? Master already reprimanded me before. Today, this little one offers Young Master an apology."
As he spoke, Wang Zhengfei bowed in salute.
"Forget it, forget it... I won't stoop to your level!" Little Yellow's tone was exactly like Xiao Hua's, and his tail wagged as crisply and decisively as Xiao Hua's hand.
"Zhengfei, there's no need to call him Young Master or anything like that!" Xiao Hua said irritably. "Just call him Little Yellow. You are this old man's disciple, though not formally entered into my sect, so you two count as peers!"
"Yes, Master!" Wang Zhengfei smiled, knowing Xiao Hua was no longer angry with him.
"Mommy, what are peers?" Little Yellow asked curiously.
Xiao Hua did not answer. Turning to Liu