As she thought of this, a white fig

As she thought of this, a white figure flew over from the distant sky, and a moment later, he landed in front of them. That person was precisely the uncle who was filled with fatherly love.

Yu Yan nodded to him, and greeted. “Teacher.”

“Dad… Ah pui. Grandmaster.” Their temperament was too similar. It was all out of pure conditional reflex.

A large cloth bag was carried by her grandmaster’s shoulders, and his smile was still as kind and warm as before. Suddenly, with a swing, he placed the bag down and opened it. He then proceeded to taking out a celestial fruit, and handed it to Zhu Yao.

“For me?” Zhu Yao blanked.

Uncle grandmaster still did not speak, and simply smiled even more warmly.

Zhu Yao stared at that fresh and juicy celestial fruit, and then, turned to look at those unique “pig” shaped living creatures all around her. The corner of her lips twitched. She did not want to become as fresh and refined as them.

“Hoho… Thank you, grandmaster. But… it’s fine. I don’t like to eat fruits.”

Uncle grandmaster smiled, and then, once again, continued to pull out desserts, confectioneries, and various snacks… With large assortments of delicacies in his hand, one simply had to name it, and he would have it. With sparkling eyes, he passed them to her with intentions filled with love.

Zhu Yao suddenly felt her belly aching. Logically speaking, she was his junior, and she should humbly accept the things that her senior was giving her. And her master had said that her grandmaster had especially come out of the Lightning Divine Tower in order to treat her injuries. But… She weakly looked towards Yu Yan at the side. Master, save me. I don’t want to become a pig.

“Teacher…” Probably because Zhu Yao’s eyes were filled with too much bitterness, Yu Yan received her request for help. “Yu Yao currently has a divine physique, and had long abstained from food.”

Uncle grandmaster was startled for a moment. After giving Zhu Yao another glance, he let out a long sigh. With an expression filled with regret, he gave up on feeding her, and reached out his hand to pat on her head. After organizing his bag well, he turned and happily walked to the rest of the animals.

“Master…” Was this really her grandmaster?

“Teacher simply likes to feed people food.” Yu Yan replied with a calm look. Turning his head, he looked towards the top of his disciple’s head, where his teacher had patted on, and his brows gradually furrowed.

It’s not that he likes to feed people food, but rather, he likes to feed pigs, right? I have a grandmaster that likes to feed others, what should I do?

“Teacher does not like to speak too much. If you don’t like to eat, you can simply refuse.” He could not help but reach out his hand to stroke his disciple’s head. Stroke, stroke, and stroke and stroke…

“Is that alright?”

“No matter.”

“Then…”

“Mn?”

“Master.”

“Speak.”

“Can you not mess up my hair?” This habit of stroking someone else’s hair was a tradition that was passed down as well, right?

“…”