"I fell down! Ouch, that hurts! What a huge crater!"
She sobbed, wiping away her tears, crying her heart out, while stealing glances at that damned demonic cultivator spy.
The other person saw her looking silly.
The viciousness in his eyes subsided somewhat.
Upon hearing that she had fallen into that fruit tree pit, most of the doubt in her eyes faded away.
"Is this the idiot from Xianyu Peak?" Ma Hui asked bluntly.
"Hui'er! How could you say that about Junior Sister?" Uncle Ma scolded him and then fell silent. He only had one son, and he usually treated him too well, spoiling him rotten, but he could never bring himself to really discipline him.
This child has long lost his mother.
As his father, he always felt indebted.
"Hehehe, you little fool~" Gingerbread didn't mind at all, clapping her hands with a laugh and imitating Ma Hui's tone, "Immortal Jade Peak fool, fool, hehehe..."
Ma Hui found her appearance extremely distasteful.
Even if this fool hears it, it's nothing to fear.
"I'm leaving now." He gave Gingerbread a disgusted look, and warned as he left, "Don't bring any idiots to Treasure Peak in the future. Don't you think people have laughed at you enough already?"
The most disappointing thing about the Sword Sect is his nominal father.
He's a piece of trash.
After everyone left, Ma Shu breathed a sigh of relief and handed a brocade box to Jiang Bingbing.
"Little Bing, this is a secret recipe your senior brother gave you. Go back and have your second senior brother prepare three meals a day according to the recipe. It will help you stabilize your cultivation more quickly."
"Aww!"
Ma Shu beckoned over a disciple.
Tell him to take the gingerbread back.
In front of the flying steamed buns on the gingerbread, she turned around and rummaged through her little pocket, pulling out a string of candied hawthorns that Xie Yingnan had given her, and handed them to Uncle Ma.
"Uncle-Master, you gave me some cakes and fruit, so I'll give you this too—my favorite candied hawthorn!"
"Oh, thank you so much, Little Pancake!"
Ma Shu forgot about her earlier unpleasantness.
Seeing the little girl's warm smile, he grinned foolishly along with her.
...
Xianyu Peak.
Immortal Qingxue sat elegantly outside the bamboo house, brewing tea.
until--
A clear, crisp voice rang out from the horizon.
"Master! Bingbing is back!"
Immortal Lord Qingxue thought that his little disciple must have brought back many rare and precious treasures from Zhenxu Peak.
He looked up at them with a smug smile.
Then he saw his little apprentice, his face covered in mud and filthy, flying back on a huge meat bun.
A slight crack appeared in his perfect smile.
The other person was still laughing and shouting without a care in the world.
"Master, Master, isn't Bingbing amazing!?"
He even patted the big bun under his butt with a smug look on his face.
"..."
Is this foolish apprentice still worth keeping after a wash?
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