Before she could think of a retort, Senior Brother Qingfeng had already dragged his suitcase and left in big strides.
Yun Qi looked at him with a somewhat resentful gaze. Are you still my gentle and forgiving senior brother?
Why, after spending some time with uncle, do you have his shadow on you?!
"What's wrong? Is it very difficult?" Ji Lingfeng noticed her unusual behavior.
Yun Qi suddenly had an idea, "If I say it's very difficult, does that mean you might forget about this idea?"
Ji Lingfeng's expression froze on his face. He licked his lips and said, "If... if it's really difficult, then let's just forget it, but I want to know why."
Yun Qiuce also passed by them with a suitcase, "Because you're not skilled nor famous, and Master Xuankong doesn't meet just anyone."
Ji Lingfeng's expression showed a hint of hurt, and Yun Qi stomped her foot, "Uncle!"
Yun Qiuce waved his hand casually and walked out with his suitcase.
