The demon core flickered in Chongming's hand and lost its luster after just a moment.
"Still no good?" Chongming looked at the demon core in his hand with a solemn expression.
"Master..." Zhaozhao on the bed was still drowsy. She looked at her master who had appeared out of thin air in disbelief and murmured.
Hearing Zhaozhao's voice, Chongming shifted his gaze from the demon core and gave a gentle smile. "Zhaozhao."
Only after hearing Chongming's voice did Zhaozhao dare to believe that this wasn't a hallucination. Her master had really come!
"Master!" Zhaozhao happily jumped out of bed and pounced on her master just like she used to do on Wutong Mountain. She tugged at Chongming's sleeve and coquettishly said, "Master, you finally remembered Zhaozhao! Zhaozhao missed you so much..."
As she spoke, she recalled her experiences of these days. Her nose twitched and tears welled up in her eyes.
Chongming stroked Zhaozhao's head. There was a smile in his eyes, but his face still remained expressionless. "You're still crying even after you've come down the mountain. If your third senior - brother sees this, he'll laugh at you again."
Zhaozhao pouted. "Senior - brother won't laugh at me. He loves me the most and always thinks of me when there's something good."
Chongming shook his head helplessly. "You..."
Zhaozhao chattered to her master about her recent experiences and casually hinted that she wanted to go back to Wutong Mountain.
Chongming was bothered by her constant chatter. His little disciple was good in every way, but just too talkative.
Chongming reached out and tapped Zhaozhao's head. He scoffed. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Stay here obediently until the crisis of the Song family is over."
"Ah... Master..." Zhaozhao hung her head dejectedly. She compromised. "Then can you come and see me more often, Master? Or let Xiaohailuo cross the barrier. I miss Senior - sister."
"If—" Chongming paused. His expression suddenly turned solemn.
The might of the Dragon Lord...
Chongming frowned. The dragon scale hanging around Zhaozhao's neck flew into his hand.
"The Scale of Yinglong?"
Zhaozhao touched her empty neck and blinked, telling Chongming, "Ah! It was given to me by my good friend."
The aura of Yinglong was getting closer. Chongming returned the dragon scale to Zhaozhao and whispered to her, "Zhaozhao, someone's coming. Master has to leave first. Come to the Xuemen Academy to see me tomorrow night. Remember?"
Zhaozhao was infected by Chongming's solemnity. She nodded nervously while holding the dragon scale. "Okay! I remember."
When Su Yuan broke into the room, Zhaozhao was just lifting the quilt and climbing onto the bed.
Su Yuan exuded a chilling aura. He walked straight up to Zhaozhao, grabbed her under the armpits, and lifted her off the bed. He checked her up and down.
"Are you okay?"
Zhaozhao was a bit dazed. Although her master said someone was coming, she didn't expect it to be Su Yuan. She thought it was her cousin.
Being held like this by Su Yuan, due to the height difference, Zhaozhao's feet couldn't touch the ground. She flailed in mid - air. "I'm fine. Su Yuan, put me down!"
This action of Su Yuan was a bit offensive to Zhaozhao. As a tree that wasn't very tall and generally shorter than the spiritual trees on Wutong Mountain, Zhaozhao was very sensitive about her height!
And what Su Yuan did made her acutely aware of the height gap.
Su Yuan came to his senses and put Zhaozhao on the ground to stand steadily. His sharp eyes scanned Zhaozhao's room.
"Why aren't you sleeping at this hour?" Su Yuan asked.
Zhaozhao glanced at him and lowered her head guiltily, counting the floor tiles. "You're not sleeping either."
Su Yuan answered honestly. "The dragon scale on you showed some abnormal movement. I was worried something might happen to you, so I came to check."
"What abnormal movement?" Zhaozhao thought that her master just took it for a moment. Surely it couldn't have been detected just like that?
"A demon used demon magic on you."
Zhaozhao was startled. "That's not true!"
"Hmm?" Su Yuan raised his eyebrows. Why was she reacting like this?
Zhaozhao was a bit frustrated. Even though she had told many lies since she came down the mountain, she still wasn't very good at lying when facing Su Yuan...
Afraid of making more mistakes, while Su Yuan was inspecting the room on his own, Zhaozhao sneaked up behind him. After hesitating for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and struck Su Yuan on the back of the head with a chop - hand blow.
Su Yuan was caught off - guard by this. His mind went blank. His eyes were filled with disbelief and a bit of innocence.
"You..."
This scene was exactly the same as what happened in Posuo Village back then.
Zhaozhao didn't expect that Su Yuan didn't faint. She was embarrassed and ashamed. In a hurry, she covered Su Yuan's mouth. She looked pitiful. "Don't say a word... I'm sorry..."
Su Yuan, the one who was hit, wasn't even that aggrieved, but the one who hit him had red eyes first.
Even though the back of his head still hurt, Su Yuan couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh.
He sighed and pulled Zhaozhao's hand down. "Why are you crying? I'm not blaming you. Zhaozhao must have wanted to help me drive away mosquitoes, right?"
Well, he was clearly lying through his teeth. There wasn't even a shadow of a mosquito in this room.
Zhaozhao was extremely ashamed. She nodded muddle - headedly following Su Yuan's words.
The more magnanimous Su Yuan was, the more uncomfortable Zhaozhao felt. She thought she was really being too excessive. She even wanted to knock Su Yuan out and feed him the Xiaoyao Pill.
She lowered her head and apologized. "I'm sorry, Su Yuan..."
Looking at the guilt - ridden Zhaozhao, Su Yuan originally wanted to comfort her a few more words, but then he suddenly thought of something. He curled his lips into a smile and deliberately covered the back of his head. "Ouch... It still hurts quite a bit, but it's okay. I can bear it."
His words almost drowned Zhaozhao in guilt. She was so anxious that she stood on tiptoe to check Su Yuan's "injury".
"What should we do then? Let me take a look. I have a lot of medicine..."
Su Yuan pressed on Zhaozhao's shoulders and asked her, "Does Zhaozhao really want to apologize?"
Of course! Zhaozhao nodded repeatedly.
Su Yuan coaxed her. "Then after the exchange conference, how about Zhaozhao go and work at the Demon Administration Bureau? The Demon Administration Bureau is short - handed and the work is very heavy."
At this moment, Zhaozhao felt so guilty that she was willing to agree to whatever Su Yuan said. She was almost like a nodding robot. "Okay!"
Seeing this, Su Yuan smiled triumphantly. He took the dragon scale from Zhaozhao's hand and put it on for her. He softly comforted her. "It's still early. Go back to sleep."
Only after seeing Zhaozhao get into bed and cover herself with the quilt did Su Yuan leave.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to repair the door.
Su Yuan had just walked a few steps after leaving Zhaozhao's room when he met Nanjia, who was yawning and wearing a nightgown.
Nanjia leaned lazily against the door and said playfully, "Boss, I didn't know our Demon Administration Bureau was short - handed. And, so you've always thought the work in our bureau was so hea~vy~"
Su Yuan stopped. His cold and emotionless eyes fell on Nanjia. A wisp of ghostly fire rose in his hand.
"Boss! Stop!" Nanjia was so scared that he jumped several meters away. "It's none of my business!"
A weak voice came from inside Su Yuan's robe. "Boss, your sound - transmitting earphone isn't turned off."