Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Hmph! Even if I turn to dust, I will still recognize this little scoundrel!” The old man said angrily and came forward with a shout. “Little scoundrel, don’t sleep. The old man knows that you pretend to be asleep! Get up at once!”
Feng Jiu rubbed her eyes and opened her eyes. When she saw the crowd surrounding her, she was startled and patted her chest. “Why are you standing in a circle around me? I just took a nap. Is something wrong?”
“Kid, stop pretending, don’t you dare say you don’t recognize this old man!” Sage Hun Yuan suddenly put his face right in front of Feng Jiu and stared at her furiously.
Feng Jiu blinked and shook her head. “This elderly gentleman, I don’t know you!” Then she asked cautiously, “Have we met before?”
When Sage Hun Yuan saw her shaking her head, he thought that the kid was sensible and didn’t dare to pretend not to know him. But, when he listened to her reply, he snorted with mounting anger and glared at her furiously. “You, you, you! You little scoundrel! You heartless little scoundrel! How dare you say you don’t recognize the old man? You, say it again! Say it again if you have the guts!”
Seeing the old man sitting on the ground acting shamelessly, Feng Jiu curled her mouth in secret and responded to him good-naturedly. “I really don’t know you! I haven’t seen you before. ” Then she thought and said, “Have I seen you and forgotten about it? I don’t think so. I have no impression of this elderly gentleman!”
“You said it! You said it! You! I knew it, I knew you little scoundrel won’t admit it easily!” The more he spoke, the more he felt wronged. Like an old urchin, he sat in front of Feng Jiu with his arms folded across his chest and stared at Feng Jiu with slightly red eyes.
Seeing the majestic senior, the great personage of the Nebula Immortal Sect sat on the ground with his hands folded across his chest in front of the young man and stared at him with grievance and anger, everyone was at a loss as to what to do.
What on earth was going on?
Second Master Chai pulled Fan Yixiu aside quietly and asked him. “Is this person really the elder Sage Hun Yuan? Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”
Fan Yixiu was a bit embarrassed., “It’s impossible to be mistaken. Senior Uncle has always been a free spirit. His character is indeed…indeed…” For a moment, Fan Yixiu could not find anything else to say and only gave this reply. “It’s just how it is. Second Master Chai, please don’t take offence.”
“No, I won’t .It’s just, what’s going on between him and Little Jiu? How come one person says he knows the other, but the other says he doesn’t?”
Fan Yixiu shook his head and sighed, “I don’t know about that either.” Even Second Master Chai had no idea what was going on between Little Jiu and his Senior Uncle. How could he know whether they had met before?
When Feng Jiu, still sitting under the tree, saw the old man glaring at her furiously and sitting in front of her, she could not help but ask, “Elderly gentleman? What are you doing?”
“Hmph! You little scoundrel don’t know what the old man wants?” Sage Hun Yuan snorted. He intended to stick with her. This time, he must not let her slip away again!
Feng Jiu touched her head and smiled foolishly. “I really don’t know.” She didn’t believe that he could make her admit their acquaintance by force.
Sage Hun Yuan stared at Feng Jiu. Without knowing what he had in mind, after a while, he waved at Zhuo Junyue. “Junyue, come over. Look at this kid, tell me whether he’s that little scoundrel or not.”
