Old Master Shentu turned around, finding that youthful voice familiar.
"Grandpa! It's really you!" Qin Zhuzhu ran excitedly to the old man.
"Eh? XiaoZhu, I didn't expect to see you here, little girl. How have you been? Is everything going well?" Old master Shentu was pleased to see her. His old eyes seemed to brighten instantly.
His eyes widened as he scanned the girl who looked like a warrior and laughed.
"Everything's fine. Grandpa, you looked tired. Are you okay?" Qin Zhuzhu's eyes were filled with concern.
"I'm okay. Just didn't get much sleep. What is this?" He pointed to her costume.
"Grandpa," the girl stood before him. "I'm an assassin,"
"Assassin?!" Old master Shentu was taken aback.
"Yes! I go around doing tasks for people!" She joked, showing her long ancient looking sword to him. "Grandpa, do you want to try? You can dress up as a celestial immortal or deity,"
"Really? Isn't this thing for young people?"
