Whitening Elixir

"Um... Xiao Tian... Tian..." Zhang Xiaohua fought down the urge to smack someone flat and forced the name out. It was not that this female disciple was unattractive, nor that her figure lacked curves, nor that... ahem, ahem. In any case, this name made Zhang Xiaohua deeply uncomfortable to call.

"Ah~~~~" Xiao Tiantian answered sweetly, drawing out her voice for a long time. "Senior Brother Ren, your voice sounds so lovely. Not one of the male disciples in our Misty Hall has such a fine voice. Even the opera singers I heard before were not as pleasant to listen to as you. You... you really ought to perform in opera."

I'm going to faint. Zhang Xiaohua nearly stumbled. Yesterday, Zhang Xiaohu had advised him to perform in opera, and now... Xiao Tiantian was suggesting the same thing. Did he truly have a talent for acting? Was there no possibility at all for him to develop in the immortal path?

Zhang Xiaohua pinched his chin and chuckled. "People always say that acting requires a good face. It does not matter if one has no real acting skills; as long as one puts a pretty face onstage to cry and laugh, with people below the stage cheering them on, anyone will become popular. Junior Sister Xiao, do you think I have what it takes?"

"Call me Xiao Tiantian~" Xiao Tiantian said with a sweet smile. "Senior Brother Ren is the very picture of style. Just your nose and your eyes alone—no one else could play the roles you could!"

"Really?" Zhang Xiaohua asked in surprise. "Then what role would that be?"

"It's... it's that one with the white square painted on his nose... what sort of role was it called again..."

"Would that be... the short fellow who hopped and skipped about