Lin Xu watched his Master's retreating figure heading to the storage room, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He's dodging so deftly. He must have done this many times before, right?
He moved the stool his Master had been sitting on to the side and then picked up his own bowl of rice. The show's over, the Skill's upgraded; time to fill my stomach and earn some money.
Shen Jiayue asked in a low voice, "When that leopard-print auntie comes in later, should we call her 'Auntie' or 'Master's wife'?"
"Just call her 'Auntie,'" Lin Xu replied. "Who knows how far these two nemeses will actually go."
