He was wrong. He was so surprised that he instinctively blurted out a phrase from a national treasure.
Master Juechen walked over and examined the spider lily in Tuantuan's hand.
Tuantuan gave him a flower directly: "Grandpa Amao, this flower is for you."
Master Juechen had never been to the underworld, and now, witnessing the legendary changes, he was utterly astonished.
"Tuantuan, did you bring this back from the underworld?"
"Yes, we picked them last night."
Master Juechen said with a fawning smile, "Tuantuan, could you take me with you next time you go to the underworld? You see, even powerful figures need assistants. I'll carry your bag and serve you tea, how about that?"
The weasel jumped off the swing and blocked Master Juechen's way, saying unhappily, "You old man, you're shameless! I'm the master's assistant, I'm the master's butler. You're so old and not good-looking, it's a disgrace to the master if you're his assistant!"
Master Juechen: "..."
In those few seconds, he was heartbroken.
Master Juechen, hands on his hips, argued with the weasel like a mischievous old man: "You think you're so great being Tuantuan's steward? You're just a weasel spirit who hasn't even taken human form yet, and you still have the nerve to be a steward? Aren't you afraid people will laugh their heads off?"
Seeing that the two people and the weasel were about to start arguing, Xiao Mei got angry and went to break them up.
[Shut up, all of you! You dare to talk back in front of Tuantuan? Don't you want to live? Should I send you all to your deaths?]
Master Juechen and the weasel immediately cowered, becoming as docile as wronged little wives, not daring to utter a sound.
Yang Qixiu: "Master Juechen, you said my sister would praise you, what is it about?"
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