Bai Daoyan chuckled softly, his dark bright eyes gentle.
"Kunshan Immortal, that's you, Zhi'er."
"Me?!" The little one was surprised.
Bai Daoyan nodded, "You asked me last time to freely share the secret recipe for roasted potatoes, which is a good deed."
"As your brother, how could I let your kindness go unknown?"
"But Fourth Brother knows that Zhi'er likes to keep a low profile and doesn't want to be ostentatious, so I gave you a name among the folks, Kunshan Little Immortal."
Saying this, he stood with hands behind his back, exuding an impressive aura.
His pleasant youthful voice flowed like a clear spring.
"People are not Kun Mountain jade, how can they always sparkle." Bai Daoyan smiled, like ripples in spring waters, his heart stirred in waves: "Princess Cuicuo corresponds to Kunshan Little Immortal."
In this way, the folks benefiting from the secret recipe will know to thank this mysterious "female fairy."
Bai Zhi'er suddenly realized!
