The little girl was shocked and looked at her master warily:
"Master! You you you you... you've turned bad!"
Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat, but he calmly said, "How have I turned bad?"
"Master is worse than Taoist Zhang, and even..."
As she was speaking, Qing Jun saw her master's dark gaze fixed on her and quickly put on an innocent smile, speaking in a childlike voice,
"Master, why are you staring at me?"
"It's nothing. Go on, tell me how I've turned bad. I just haven't looked at you properly for a long time." Chen Ye smiled.
Qing Jun's mind was racing, and mimicking her senior sister, she put on a serious face:
"Master, think about it. If I were your daughter, you could rightfully order me around in the future! Master, you're too bad. I'm clearly not your daughter, yet you want me to fulfill a daughter's duties anyway."
"Stop, stop, stop, is this why you're saying I've turned bad?" Chen Ye sighed in relief.
Qing Jun blinked her big eyes, clueless: "If not, then what?"
