When the group saw him hurrying over, Jiang Wan pulled a face at him and hid behind Venerable Yu Yi.
"Master, save me! Someone wants to hit a child."
Furious, Ye Mufeng strode up and pointed at her. With a Spirit Transmutation Cultivator present, he did not dare make a move, but the stench on him lingered relentlessly. He was at the end of his tether.
Seeing him rush over and immediately turn his spearhead toward a little girl of only three, the Nangong Family Head frowned in displeasure.
"Mufeng, what is this about?
Mm, what is that smell on you?"
Ye Mufeng was livid. Pointing at Jiang Wan, he said:
"It was her. That little brat just dumped a bowl of some unknown stuff on me. It reeks, and the smell has been clinging to me ever since."
Muyi was very familiar with the stinky tofu he had made himself. He recognized the smell at once.
He glanced at his little sister. What had this little girl gone off to do just now?
Eldest brother Chuzhou had thought of it too. This had definitely been their little sister's doing.
Warmth rose in his heart. The little girl was standing up for him!
And she even knew to hide behind Venerable Yu Yi, the strongest person here. He could not help but laugh.
"Ye Mufeng, have you made enough of a scene? My little sister is only three. What bad intentions could she possibly have?
I remember you were not wearing these clothes just now. You have already changed clothes, yet you are still trying to slander my sister. Isn't that going too far?"
Ye Mufeng pointed at Chuzhou furiously.
"Did you tell your sister to do this?"
Venerable Yu Yi gave a soft cough and released the faintest trace