Hearing a crashing sound coming from downstairs, many people immediately turned their attention to the stairwell.
Yang Zhen also looked at this unseen fanboy with great interest, wanting to see what kind of person he was.
Judging from the clattering sound, this young fanboy is a fiery and unconventional guy, though it's unclear if he's a bit reckless.
Master Tie's face was ashen, and he stared angrily at the stairwell. It was clear that he was genuinely dissatisfied with his grandson.
However, this is not hard to understand. How could a grandfather who is so old-fashioned and stubborn not be satisfied with raising such a fiery and energetic grandson?
Since there was nothing else to do, Yang Zhen sat still, sipping his fragrant tea casually. Just then, he saw someone rushing up the stairs. Yang Zhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea, spraying it all over Master Tie's face.
In an instant, just an instant, the entire teahouse fell silent. Everyone turned around in astonishment to look at Yang Zhen, including the 'grandson' who had just climbed up the stairs.
Master Tie shuddered, tea dripping down his cheeks onto the table, veins bulging on his face. He slowly turned his head, glaring angrily at Yang Zhen.
Everyone stared blankly at Yang Zhen, not daring to breathe. The usually meticulous Master Tie had never been so disheveled before. Given his almost obsessive-compulsive personality, he probably felt like strangling Yang Zhen right now.
Fearing that Master Tie's wrath would implicate innocent bystanders, those cultivators who were closer to Yang Zhen and Master Tie even slowly stood up and moved to the side, without making the slightest sound.
Everyone in the teahouse was waiting for Master Tie to fly into a rage. They looked at Master Tie, then at Yang Zhen, their expressions of schadenfreude impossible to conceal.
However, when everyone looked at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, they found that he acted as if nothing had happened. He leisurely put down his teacup, took out a soft, white piece of unknown paper from his pocket, stood up, and slowly wiped the tea stains off Master Tie's face, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Unbelievable, unbelievable, fellow villager! I was truly shocked to see your grandson for the first time. I couldn't help myself. I hope you won't take offense. It's just... just..."
"What is it?" Perhaps it concerned his grandson; upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Master Tie's expression froze, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with my grandson?"
Yang Zhen had no idea what was wrong with Master Tie's grandson. Damn it, it felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind, ravaging him over and over again.
I thought I was going to gain a little fanboy, but instead, a little fangirl showed up.
The little girl in front of me was only a teenager, with a quirky and mischievous appearance. Every word in the world used to describe a little girl would be perfectly suited to her.
And this rigid, obsessive-compulsive old man in front of me, he must have adopted a grandson, right? How could this old man possibly raise a grandson like this?
Yang Zhen gave the old man a look of utter contempt, then put on a smiling face, wiped Master Tie's chin a second time, and finally said, "Fellow villager, is your grandson named Xiu'er?"
"No!" Master Tie looked puzzled and hesitated before saying, "My granddaughter's name is Luoluo, as in Luoluo Luoluo, but... sigh, her personality is hard to describe."
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, patted Master Tie on the shoulder, and said, "As the saying goes, once you master the North Isle Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram, you'll hold the true talisman in your sleeves. Women have always been willing to accept this fate, so why must the Great Emperor be a man?"
"Good!"
A clear, crisp voice Luoluo out. Luo Luo's eyes widened, and she took a few steps to Yang Zhen, laughing heartily as she looked at Master Tie and said, "Grandpa, where did you find such an interesting person? She's almost as good as Yang Zhen! I love this poem; it's much better than your usual effeminate ones. This is a poem a man should write!"
"Nonsense!" Master Tie glared at Luoluo Luo, but everyone could see that the old man's eyes were full of doting affection, without a trace of reproach.
After reprimanding Luoluo, Master Tie turned to Yang Zhen with a surprised look and said, "Young friend Yang, this poem is quite strange. Do you perhaps understand the art of literature?"
"Young friend Yang?" Luoluo exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide with hope as she asked, "Are you Yang Zhen?"
Before Yang Zhen could speak, Luoluo shook her head in disappointment and said, "You're not Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen should be with that Shameless Cat right now, on their way to the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain."
What?
Upon hearing this, everyone snapped out of their shock and stared at Yang Zhen in Celestial Person.
Master Tie and Luoluo Luo, grandfather and granddaughter, were notoriously difficult to approach. Now, Yang Zhen not only called Master Tie his Master Tie but also spat tea all over his face. To everyone's bewilderment, Master Tie didn't get angry; instead, he became even more amiable.
And Luoluo, this little girl's talent is unbelievably high, she doesn't even take Li Cangxu seriously, she keeps saying that once Yang Zhen arrives, Li Cangxu's face can be covered up.
The grandfather and grandson were both eccentric, one rigid and the other arrogant, extremely difficult to approach. Yet now they were both surrounding this boy named Yang Dianfeng. This... was simply unbelievable.
A barrage of questions Luoluo Yang Zhen unsure which to answer. Curious, she looked at Luo Luo and asked with interest, "How do you know I'm not Yang Zhen? Maybe the Yang Zhen you're talking about is standing right in front of you?"
Luoluo Luo giggled and glanced at Yang Zhen, saying, "It's not that I look down on you, but would Yang Zhen come to a place like this by himself?"
"Then where should he go?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
Luo Luo Luoluo her neck and said, " Yang Zhen will naturally lead that Shameless Cat to storm the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, trample that arrogant Li Cangxu under his feet, and make him call him Overlord Yang!"
Dig up the grass!
Hearing Luoluo's words, Yang Zhen was startled. Luo Luo even blurted out his own unique way of Luoluo "Overlord Yang." Just how well did this little girl know him?
I don't recall ever saying anything like Overlord Yang in North Isle!
Looking at Yang Zhen's arrogant expression, as if he were someone who should do all sorts of evil and be domineering, Yang Zhen was completely dumbfounded. Just as he was about to speak, a soft laugh came from behind him.
Upon hearing this soft chuckle, both Master Tie and Luoluo's expressions changed.
"Oh no, Grandpa, that bastard is here again."
"Who is it?" Yang Zhen asked in surprise.
"Who else could it be but that bastard Fang Zhongjian from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land?"
Footsteps echoed down the stairs, followed by a playful voice. "Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want, or you'll get yourself into trouble."