Chapter 261: This World Has Truly Gone Mad

Lu Xingzhou felt that Bai Mao was likely still skeptical; otherwise, she wouldn't speak this way to a junior uncle she had just met for the first time. This seemed like questioning the junior uncle, but in reality, she was asking the master.

Bai Mao was just a bit of a machine, not a fool.

But this dismantling was too ruthless.

If Ye Tinglan still cared about the Holy Master's face, she could directly retort, "What nonsense are you spouting? Which eye saw me liking him?"

Then the whole matter would collapse; even if she later wanted to maintain a lofty posture in front of her disciple, she wouldn't cling to him anymore.

However, in Ye Tinglan's heart, she hadn't even considered this layer; she had already substituted herself into the question of "Does Du Gu Qingli like him?" and was thinking about it.

What do I like about him?

No, do I like him?

Then perhaps I do like him; who would cling to a little stray dog they didn't like, let alone personally cook porridge and feed him?

But this liking didn't seem entirely equivalent to the kind of liking in her wording.

For instance, he has Shen Tang... but what does it matter to me that he has Shen Tang? I'm not fighting Shen Tang for a man; what's wrong with teasing a little puppy? I've spent half my life in military campaigns; can't I relax a bit?

Not thinking at all about the master; even Lu Xingzhou knew to let Mr. relax a bit.

So saying earlier that not contacting Miss Qingli was right; these few days were so joyful, but as soon as the stinky disciple arrived, one had to face the ugly reality.

She even wants this seat to answer; answer my ass; I really want to throw her out.

Ye Tinglan put away her smile and said lightly, "Who I like is none of your business."

Lu Xingzhou: "..."

How is this development a bit unexpected?

Du Gu Qingli was even more stunned: "But... but..."

Ye Tinglan said, "Adult matters; do juniors have a say? Did your master teach you etiquette this way?"

Du Gu Qingli: "... Master taught me that disciples of Tian Yao should love themselves."

Ye Tinglan said, "I am not a disciple of Tian Yao."

The day I sit on the Holy Master's seat, I am no longer a disciple; hmm, no problem.

Du Gu Qingli stood there dazed, her worldview being reshaped.

Could this really not be my master? How could my master speak like this...

She still wouldn't give up and asked one more question, "I wonder the junior uncle's name..."

Ye Tinglan said with righteous confidence, "Didn't your master tell you? I have abandoned my old name; now I am called Yuan Muyu."

Lu Xingzhou: "?"

Du Gu Qingli: "..."

For a moment, the atmosphere on the stone table was a bit dazed; Lu Xingzhou quietly moved over that bowl of porridge and began to shovel it down.

Let it be; my brain can't turn anymore.

Never thought Ye Tinglan played so well when she played; she was even better at playing than the real Yuan Muyu; who is the demoness anyway? This world has truly gone mad.

Even Lu Xingzhou was left with a blank mind; Du Gu Qingli's CPU was directly burned out; she sat there dazed, feeling like she was smoking.

After a while, she suddenly jumped up, hid outside the door, took out a communication jade talisman, and frantically called her master.

Ye Tinglan quietly answered on the other end.

Du Gu Qingli still thought her master would reject the call; seeing it truly connected, she sighed with relief, "Master, Master..."

Ye Tinglan: "What? Didn't I teach you that even if Mount Tai collapses before you, your expression must not change? Such impatience; where is your cultivation?"

Du Gu Qingli: "No, Master, do you have a sister named Yuan Muyu?"

"Yes."

"Then does Master know your sister is involved with a married man?"

"... Yuan Muyu is indeed a rascal. You called just to report her?"

"I..."

"If you want to scold Yuan Muyu, scold her; fine, if there's nothing else, don't disturb."

The communication was cut off; Du Gu Qingli returned to the stone table as if sleepwalking.

Ye Tinglan, who felt the role-playing was extremely comfortable, able to attack or retreat at will, felt the world wasn't this wide; she leaned back leisurely in her chair, "Junior niece, why are you standing there stupidly? Sit."

Du Gu Qingli sat down like a robot without thoughts.

Ye Tinglan, not knowing where she pulled out a tea set, placed it on the stone table, poured a cup of tea with a gurgling sound, and pushed it to her disciple, "Drink tea."

Du Gu Qingli held the tea cup numbly, "Th-thank you, Junior Uncle. Um, if Junior Uncle really wants to be with Lu Xingzhou, then..."

No, what do you mean "really want to be with Lu Xingzhou"? Did I say such a thing? Ye Tinglan said in a bad mood, "Then what?"

"Then how should I address Lu Xingzhou?" Du Gu Qingli said, "Auntie-in-law?"

Lu Xingzhou rubbed his forehead; Ye Tinglan was also stunned; even she, who had seen much, could not answer this question.

Generally, for a male junior uncle's wife, a junior niece calling her Auntie-in-law is correct.

But for a female junior uncle's husband, how should a junior niece address him?

It's simpler than Master's identity; just call him Grandpa-in-law... no, I and Lu Xingzhou don't have that relationship yet; how did I get tangled in this?

Ye Tinglan said with a stiff face, "The eight characters haven't even got a single stroke; why are you in such a hurry to call?"

Just so eager to marry Master off?