Old Mr. Meng personally escorted Wufu out the door, and Wufu stood at the entrance, saying, "Master, you should go back. There's no need to see me off. I won't be in town for the next few days. Once I've fetched my mother, I'll come pay my respects to you."
"Who said I'm seeing you off? Can't I just walk a few more steps?" Old Mr. Meng replied irritably, "Don't you dare use fetching your mother as an excuse to slack off. You're still owed a few small seals, and you haven't delivered them yet. I won't cover for you."
Wufu twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Go on, go on!" Old Mr. Meng waved her off, but as Wufu was about to get into the carriage, he added, "Girl, you must remember, you still have me, your old master. Do whatever you want; don't put on that aggrieved look, it makes my heart ache."
Wufu felt warmth in her heart and pretended to be proud as she said, "When have I ever felt aggrieved? I'm leaving!"
Old Mr. Meng snorted lightly and turned back inside.
