" Xiao Tian, I want to wear your mask too!" Dongfang Qinlan slipped out of her sister Dongfang Huaizhu's arms, pounced on Xiao Tian's bed, and tried to snatch Xiao Tian's mask.
"No, such a cool mask doesn't suit your style! Here, take this!"
Xiao Tian casually tossed Dongfang Qinlan a cartoon mask featuring Usagi Tsukino characters.
"Wow! This will do too!" Dongfang Qinlan immediately put it on.
"Sister, this is so much fun!"
" Xiao Tian, give me one too." Dongfang Huaizhu thought that the mask could cover the mark of the Dongfang Spirit Clan's Divine Flame between her eyebrows, which would be quite good at concealing her identity.
"Okay, no problem!"
Dongfang Huaizhu quickly put on the cartoon mask of Rei Hino's Rei Hino.
Wangquan Baye watched this scene and found the three of them quite amusing.
After the door closed, a strong, eerie wind blew outside. Xiao Tian got Wangquan Baye a sofa chair so he could rest for a while.
"Thanks."
Seeing that everyone was wearing masks, Xiao Tian had an idea.
" Sister Zhu, Qinlan, since we'll all be wearing masks from now on, why don't we call ourselves the Mask Group? It'll help us avoid being recognized."
" The Mask Group? That's such a lame name!" Dongfang Qinlan scoffed.
"Sure," Dongfang Huaizhu without any objection.
"Hey buddy, you're wearing a mask too. Want to join the Toad Clan? We can mentor you in exorcising demons and monsters, but the pay is extra, of course." Xiao Tian looked at Wangquan Baye and extended an invitation.
"Um, do I need to pay to join the Mask Group?" Wangquan Baye asked.
"You mean the membership fee? As the leader of the Mask Group, I'll waive it for you since we have similar tastes," Xiao Tian chuckled.
"Okay, thank you."
"Great! As the number one swordsman of our Mask Group, come on, bottoms up with this Cola to celebrate the founding of our Mask Group!"
Wangquan Baye took the iced Cola and drank it without hesitation. The next moment, his eyes lit up.
Where can I buy this drink?
"Hehe, Xiao Tian's secret recipe! Want to know? Come find me, it'll cost one hundred taels of silver." Dongfang Qinlan started doing business.
"Um, why don't I just ask Xiao Tian directly?"
"Hmm? Since you've joined my Mask Group, you have to call me Boss!" Xiao Tian said, pursing his lips.
"But I seem to be older than you," Wangquan Baye with a smile.
"Ability doesn't depend on age. You, a member of the group, are actually eyeing my position as the leader. How about this? Since you say you're stronger than me, let's arm wrestle. Whoever wins will be the leader. No magic, spells, or talismans allowed. How about that?" Xiao Tian chuckled, setting a trap for Wangquan Baye Ye.
"Alright, alright! Hey member, your arms look thicker than Xiao Tian's, but don't worry, you'll crush Xiao Tian, and I'll tell you the secret of Cola!"
Dongfang Qinlan's commotion did not affect Wangquan Baye.
Wangquan Baye carefully compared Xiao Tian's arm with his own, confident that he couldn't possibly lose, knowing that he didn't have much arm strength from practicing swordsmanship.
"Good!"
As Xiao Tian and Wangquan Baye shook hands, Dongfang Huaizhu became the referee.
"Start!"
Sensing the force exerted by Wangquan Baye, Xiao Tian smiled confidently.
"Come on, use all your strength."
Half a minute later, Wangquan Baye tried his best but still couldn't budge Xiao Tian, and felt that he had been tricked.
"You're a body cultivator?"
"Hehe, I guess so. You lost. Hurry up and call me boss."
Snap!
Wangquan Baye felt as if he were competing in strength with an ancient demon, and his wrist was almost broken.
You tricked me!
"Don't talk nonsense, you didn't ask me, hehehe."
Wangquan Baye almost vomited blood.
"This member doesn't seem very bright," Dongfang Qinlan muttered.
"Don't talk about other people like that." Dongfang Huaizhu covered Qinlan's mouth.