Li Chang'an looked at the brat and couldn't help but offer a reminder.
Upon hearing the voice, Little King Wuxiang turned his head to look at Li Chang'an and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How did you know I was a child? I was hiding it very well!"
Li Chang'an: ...
At your height of 1.2 meters, it's hard for me to believe you're an adult.
And your baby voice is almost identical to that of the clever and brave Lin Dongdong.
Li Qing stood up and couldn't help but remind him, "Master, you don't look like an adult at all."
"Oh, that makes sense."
Little King Wuxiang suddenly realized where he had made a mistake, but then he flew into a rage and started cursing.
"Blind man, I've already told you, when we're out in the world, you have to call me Vice Leader."
"Yes, Master."
Little King Wuxiang sneered, "If you call me 'Master' again, I'll kill you, do you hear me?"
Li Qing: "I heard you, Master."
Little King Wuxiang nodded: "That's more like it."
Although he looked into the arena and found his view blocked by stones, he quietly tiptoed, but still wasn't high enough, so he asked, "Blind man, what's going on in this arena?"
Lee Sin, the Blind Monk: ...
Looking at these two lively characters, Li Chang'an felt that the title of "members of the Demonic Sect" was somewhat unfair to them.
He couldn't help but remind them, "The game is still at a stalemate, and it probably won't break out anytime soon, but it looks like it'll happen soon."
Little King Wuxiang nodded, and when he looked at Li Chang'an, he thought that this handsome man had good taste.
"Since you're so handsome, are you interested in joining my Divine Dragon Sect? I, the Vice Sect Leader, will bestow upon you the title of Venerable."
After saying that, he lowered his head and thought for a moment: "If the blind man is the Divine Dragon Venerable, then you are the Divine Tiger Venerable. From now on, you will receive ten taels of silver a month, with room and board included, and an extra bonus every year. Moreover, there will be rewards for going out on missions. How about it?"
Before Li Chang'an could figure out how to answer, he heard the clever and brave little boy in his arms raise his hand and shout.
"I want one too!"
"Who is speaking?"
The Little King Wuxiang was shocked and turned around to look for the sound. Finally, he looked at Li Chang'an's arms and couldn't help but ask.
"How come the big steamed bun in your arms can talk?"
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