Chu Yixi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the two little guys, Lin Qinghua and Huiyuan, and was surprised to find that they were quite skilled.
If they were a bit older or stronger, he probably wouldn't have been able to beat them. No wonder they have a lineage of martial arts masters!
Hmph, but none of them can compare to Tang Bao. His younger sister, Tang Bao, is the most amazing!
The housekeeper, maids, and bodyguards at the Chu family villa were also seeing the two little ones fighting for the first time, and they all stood around watching. Only Old Master Tang looked anxious and worried.
Grandpa Tang was torn between worrying about whether his grandson would get hurt or whether the little monk Huiyuan would be injured by Tang Bao. He was really conflicted and thought to himself that when his son-in-law came back, he would definitely teach that brat a lesson.
The little boy, Tangbao, was watching the show with a chubby little hand, waving his hands to cheer on his two nephews.
"Great, great! Keep it up! Go for it!"
Well, the two junior disciples are about equal in skill, but Lin Qinghua is still a bit lacking.
It was also because the young monk Huiyuan had always shown mercy to Lin Qinghua, and Lin Qinghua was always the one to strike first. He was determined to teach the young monk Huiyuan a lesson and let him know who his junior uncle was.
Unfortunately, Lin Qinghua's talent was still no match for that of the young monk Huiyuan.
In the end, it was the young monk Huiyuan who trampled Lin Qinghua under his feet. "Amitabha, junior brother, do you submit?"
"Let go! Let go of me!"
Looking at Lin Qinghua being beaten on the ground, Old Master Tang looked helpless and stopped worrying about it.
Unexpectedly, his grandson, who was a little tyrant, was beaten.
However, for some reason, seeing his grandson being beaten and screaming in agony made Grandpa Tang very happy.
Thinking back to how he always managed to beat this brat at home, only to have him escape without a trace, he was furious. Now, the little monk Huiyuan had truly avenged him!
"No, unless you admit defeat!"
Lin Qinghua, who was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up, looked unwilling and was still angry. He felt that he had lost all face in front of his junior uncle.
"Sigh!" Tang Bao sighed softly, "Junior nephew, you should just admit defeat! There's no shame in admitting defeat!"
Lin Qinghua looked at Tang Bao with a wronged expression, "Junior Uncle, this little bald monk hit me!"
Tangbao nodded her little head and said in a childish voice, "I saw it, I saw it! Tangbao thinks you still need to train hard in the future, otherwise, you will really embarrass our Xuanqing Temple, and your father will also lose face!"
I was already heartbroken after being beaten to the ground by the little monk Huiyuan, but now, hearing Tangbao's words, I felt like my heart had been stabbed several times and was bleeding.
How could Junior Uncle Tang Bao say that to him! Doesn't he have any shame?! He'll never be able to stay in kindergarten again!
Lin Qinghua immediately burst into tears, crying loudly, "Waaah, Junior Uncle doesn't love me anymore! I'm not Junior Uncle's most beloved nephew anymore!"
Tang Bao scratched his head, completely bewildered. "What's wrong, nephew? Why are you crying?"
The young monk Huiyuan sighed helplessly, realizing that Lin Qinghua was crying and he really didn't feel like hitting him anymore.
"Junior brother, get up!"
Lin Qinghua covered her face, looking aggrieved. How could that little bald monk be so powerful!
That little bald monk is so powerful, he's definitely going to try and steal his junior uncle's job as a follower! How wicked!
"Okay, okay!" Tangbao ran to Lin Qinghua's side, patted his head with her chubby little hands, and comforted him gently in her childish voice, "It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, don't cry!"
"Junior Uncle, I've been defeated. Are you going to abandon me?"
Tangbao tilted her head in confusion, "Why don't they want you!"
Tears streamed down Lin Qinghua's face as she asked Tang Bao with even more grievance, "I can't beat this little bald monk, does Junior Uncle not want me to be your little follower anymore!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Bao immediately objected, "No way! You're Tang Bao's little follower now, and you'll always be Tang Bao's little follower!"
"Really...really?" Lin Qinghua's face was full of surprise when he heard Tang Bao's words.
"Of course!" Tangbao nodded her little head. "Don't worry, no one can take away your position as Tangbao's number one little follower!"
"The number one lackey?"
Upon hearing what Tang Bao said, a look of surprise gradually appeared on Lin Qinghua's face.
"Yes, yes, what do you think? Do you like it? This was specially saved for you by Tangbao!"
Lin Qinghua was no longer sad or aggrieved. She immediately jumped up excitedly, "I love it! Thank you, Junior Uncle!"
Tang Bao awkwardly scratched her head, feeling a little confused. Why was Lin Qinghua so happy?
"Yes, yes!"
Chu Yixi, "..."
It's quite frustrating that just a little follower could make Lin Qinghua laugh through her tears and be so happy!
He never imagined that the world of little kids would be like this!
He absolutely denies that he was just like them when he was a child! In any case, he doesn't remember it!
Tang Bao, being a master of impartiality, immediately patted the young monk Huiyuan on the shoulder, "Nephew Huiyuan, don't be sad, you're Tang Bao's second follower!"
The young monk Huiyuan was completely bewildered. Had he shown any interest in becoming some kind of second follower?
However, seeing the sweet smile on Tangbao's adorable little face, the little monk Huiyuan also smiled.
"Yes, I'm fine with anything!"
Lin Qinghua proudly raised his chin, "Hmph! So what if you defeated me? I'm still the number one follower! You're number two!"
So what if he gets defeated?
In Uncle Tangbao's heart, his status is still higher than that of this little bald monk! So he is still the most important!
The young monk Huiyuan couldn't understand why Lin Qinghua insisted on finding out whether this follower was first or second.
Besides, why does he have to be Tang Bao's little master's follower? He's a Buddhist disciple! It's impossible for his little master to become a monk, right?
The young monk Huiyuan was certain that if he dared to have such thoughts, he would never be able to leave the Chu family's gate.
Seeing that the children's relationship had finally eased, Grandpa Tang breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave.
"Young Master Chu, then I'll leave my grandson at home and come back to pick him up this evening!"
After handing his grandson over to the Chu family, Old Master Tang left with peace of mind.
"Okay, Mr. Tang, take care!"
"It's alright, it's alright, don't bother seeing me off!"
Grandpa Tang smiled and waved his hand, not letting Chu Yixi see him off.
On the other side, Tang Bao excitedly grabbed Lin Qinghua's hand and ran to the coffee table in the living room, her cute little face full of pride and smugness.
"Nephew, nephew, come quick! I drew so many talismans today!"
"Junior Uncle is truly amazing!"
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