"Master, please relax. Little Zhuzi and I have already finished all our homework, so there's no need for you to struggle." Yin Xilin said with a sly smile, looking like a little fox, while Tiezhu stood beside her grinning foolishly.
An Yiqing sighed in frustration, feeling a sense of déjà vu. Doesn't this scene resemble how she and her master have always gotten along? Well, now she's taken on an even more cunning disciple.
Even though An Yiqing was verbally displeased, her eyes couldn't hide the smile and pride. These were her two disciples, one clever and cunning, the other genuine and simple—both good kids.
"By the way, where's Xiao Hong? Why doesn't it come out?" An Yiqing asked curiously, looking at Yin Xilin's empty wrist. Whenever Xiao Hei and Old Jin appear, Xiao Hong would normally rush to battle them head-on no matter what it was doing. Why no commotion today?
