Chapter 234: This world is indeed crazy

Lu Xingzhou felt that Little Bai Mao was still suspicious; otherwise, she shouldn't have spoken like that to a junior martial aunt she was meeting for the first time. This looked like questioning the junior martial aunt, but in reality, she should have been asking about her master.

Little Bai Mao was just a bit robotic, not stupid.

But this demolition was too ruthless.

As long as Ye Tinglan still wanted a bit of the Holy Mistress's face, she could just refute with, "What nonsense are you talking about? Which eye saw me like him?"

Then the whole thing would collapse, and even if she wanted to maintain a high-and-mighty posture in front of her disciple, she wouldn't be clingy anymore.

However, Ye Tinglan hadn't even thought of this layer in her heart; she had already entered the problem of Dugu Qingli's question.

What do I like about him?

No, do I like him?

Maybe I do like him; who would be clingy with a little wild dog they didn't like, and even cook porridge and feed him personally?

But this "like" didn't seem to be exactly the same as the kind of "like" in her words.

For example, 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 have spent half my life in battle; can't I relax a little?

She doesn't think about her master at all; Lu Xingzhou even knows to let Teacher relax a little.

So it was right not to contact Qingli before; these days were so happy, and as soon as the stinky disciple came, she made people face the ugly reality.

And she wants me to answer? Answer my foot; I really want to throw her out.

Ye Tinglan put away her smile and said indifferently: "What does it have to do with you who I like?"

Lu Xingzhou: "..."

How is this trend a bit unexpected?

Dugu Qingli was even more dumbfounded: "But... but..."

Ye Tinglan said: "Is there any room for a junior to speak in adult matters? Is this the etiquette your master taught you?"

Dugu Qingli: "... aster taught me that Heavenly Jade disciples should have self-respect."

Ye Tinglan said: "I am not a Heavenly Jade disciple."

The day I sat in the Holy Mistress's position, I was no longer a disciple; hmm, no problem there.

Dugu Qingli stood there blankly, her worldview being reshaped.

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

She still wouldn't give up and asked one more question: "I don't know the name of this junior martial aunt..."

Ye Tinglan was righteous and confident: "Didn't your master tell you? My previous name has been abandoned; I am now called Yuan Muyu."

Lu Xingzhou: "?"

Dugu Qingli: "..."

For a moment, the atmosphere at the stone table was a bit stagnant; Lu Xingzhou quietly moved the bowl of porridge and lowered his head to shovel it in.

Whatever happens, happens; my brain can't keep up.

I never thought Ye Tinglan would be so good at playing along; she's even better at it than the real Yuan Muyu. Who is the demoness anyway? This world is truly crazy.

Even Lu Xingzhou was left with a blank mind; Dugu Qingli's CPU was directly fried, and she stood there, feeling like she was smoking.

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

Ye Tinglan answered quietly on the other side.

Dugu Qingli thought her master would refuse to answer, and seeing it really connected, she let out a breath: "Master, Master..."

Ye Tinglan: "What? Didn't I teach you that even if Mount Tai collapses before you, you should remain calm? With such impatience, where is your cultivation?"

Dugu Qingli: "No, Master, do you have a younger sister named Yuan Muyu?"

"Yes."

"Then, Master, do you know that your sister is involved with a married man?"

"... uan Muyu is indeed a scoundrel. You just called to complain about her?"

"I..."

"You can scold Yuan Muyu as much as you want. Alright, don't disturb me if there's nothing else."

The communication was cut off, and Dugu Qingli returned to the stone table like a sleepwalker.

Ye Tinglan, who was playing the role comfortably and could advance or retreat, felt that the world had never been so wide, and she leaned back in her chair leisurely: "Why is my niece standing there like a fool? Sit."

Dugu Qingli sat down like a mindless robot.

Ye Tinglan didn't know where she pulled out a tea set, placed it on the stone table, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it to her disciple: "Drink some tea."

Dugu Qingli held the teacup woodenly: "Thank you... Junior Martial Aunt. That, if Junior Martial Aunt really wants to be with Lu Xingzhou, then..."

No, what does "really want to be with Lu Xingzhou" mean? Have I ever said such a thing? Ye Tinglan said crossly: "Then what?"

"Then how should I address Lu Xingzhou?" Dugu Qingli said: "Master's Aunt-in-law?"

Lu Xingzhou rubbed his forehead, and Ye Tinglan was also stunned; even she, with all her experience, couldn't answer this question.

Generally, for a male junior martial uncle's wife, it is correct for a niece to call her Aunt-in-law.

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

It would be simpler if it were Master's status; I could just call him Master's Uncle... No, Lu Xingzhou and I don't have that relationship yet; how did I get wrapped into this?

Ye Tinglan stiffened her face and said: "It's not even a done deal yet; what are you in such a rush to call him?"

Are you that eager to marry your master off?