Zhu Ganglie suddenly felt something repeatedly brushing past his arm, soft and ticklish.
"Hey hey~ My dear, stop teasing this old pig. When we reach Yunzhan Cave, I'll play with you."
Sun Cuilan spoke in a gentle whisper, "My lord, I haven't done anything!"
Zhu Ganglie reached behind him without a thought, grabbed a piece of fabric, and pulled it forward. A black cape with cloud patterns woven from merit threads came into view.
"Mommy~" Zhu Ganglie screamed in terror, tossing Sun Cuilan away and hurriedly running forward.
Sun Cuilan did a flip in mid-air and landed on a large tree, casting a seductive glance and speaking softly, "Husband, why did you throw me? Aren't you afraid of hurting me?"
As Zhu Ganglie was running away, he glanced back and saw the cape of the Judicial Team fluttering behind Gao Cuilan. He stopped in his tracks, bellowed angrily, "Which one of the Judicial Celestials are you – Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, Ao Bing, or Nezha? Why are you teasing this old pig?"
