That night, Nan Jia escaped death because of the little monster who spoke up to remind Su Yuan.
The Monster Administration Bureau promptly issued a new regulation that night: All full - frequency listening must be turned off during non - mission hours.
Zhao Zhao got up the next day and was pleasantly surprised to find that none of her leaves had fallen. She touched her forehead and thought it might be because Master had come last night.
Sitting face - to - face with Song Yao at the dining table, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have promised Su Yuan something big!
How should she tell her cousin? Her cousin would definitely be very angry if she knew... She had noticed last time that her cousin didn't seem to like Su Yuan very much.
Song Yao watched the absent - minded Zhao Zhao and waved her hand in front of her. "What are you thinking about?"
Zhao Zhao blinked. "It's nothing."
Forget it. She'd wait until she came up with a good reason to tell her cousin. Zhao Zhao poked at the sandwich, took a big bite, and squinted her eyes contentedly.
Seeing her like this, Song Yao on the other side of the table felt her mood improve. "Eat slowly. No one's going to grab it from you. Be careful not to choke."
Zhao Zhao nodded indifferently.
After breakfast, Song Yao took Zhao Zhao away. The exchange conference was tomorrow, and she had to take Zhao Zhao to familiarize herself with the magic tools of the Xuanmen.
According to the past convention, the first round of the exchange conference was the separate displays of the Xuanmen disciples and the monsters from the Monster Administration Bureau. Usually, the Special Affairs Department would send people to watch at this time, so it was almost like making an appearance in front of the higher - ups.
The Xuanmen and the Monster Administration Bureau secretly didn't respect each other. At such a time, both sides wanted to outshine the other, so they all put in their best efforts.
After this session, the Dueling Magic Conference would truly begin. At that time, regardless of whether they were monsters or humans, the capable ones would step forward.
Song Yao was worried that Zhao Zhao had never used these magic tools before and would be laughed at during the display session, so she hurriedly dragged Zhao Zhao to the Tianbao Pavilion.
"Look, this is the metaphysical printer." Song Yao pointed to a machine beside her and introduced it to Zhao Zhao.
Zhao Zhao looked at the "big box" with a puzzled face. "A... printer? Is it very powerful in a fight?"
Poor Zhao Zhao's understanding of human inventions was still at a literal level.
"… Oh, no. This is used to duplicate Xuanmen talismans. Watch. I'll demonstrate it for you." Song Yao waved her hand and started operating the printer.
A few seconds later, the metaphysical printer spat out a stack of talismans. They were truly 100% duplicates, exactly the same as the ones drawn by hand, and the key was that the speed was extremely fast.
Zhao Zhao's eyes sparkled. "It's so amazing!"
"Of course! Come here. I'll teach you how to use it. You'll definitely need it tomorrow."
Zhao Zhao obediently walked over and studied seriously.
In the following time, Zhao Zhao followed Song Yao and witnessed the combination of technology and metaphysical Taoism. She once again sighed in admiration for human wisdom in her heart.
"That's about it. These should be enough for you to handle tomorrow. Don't be too nervous. Just do your best. I don't expect you to stand out." Song Yao patted Zhao Zhao's shoulder to comfort her. After all, she knew very well that for a novice like Zhao Zhao who had never received systematic training, being able to use them was already good enough. She didn't expect Zhao Zhao to be very powerful.
Hearing Song Yao's words, Zhao Zhao quietly let out a sigh of relief. Since her cousin had said so, she could slack off openly!
After all, she really didn't want to fight with other monsters. She'd just fight a little and then admit defeat directly!
Just as the sisters were about to leave after the visit, Song Yao looked up and saw the person she least wanted to meet, her arch - enemy, Lin Chu.
"Song Yao? Weren't you scratched by the demonized hounds? What are you doing in the Tianbao Pavilion?" Lin Chu asked with a gloating smile as she sized Song Yao up and down.
Song Yao took Zhao Zhao with her and didn't bother to talk to her. She replied, "None of your business?" and was about to leave with Zhao Zhao.
Lin Chu took a step forward and blocked Song Yao's way. Obviously, she wasn't going to let it go easily. "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? What's wrong with catching up after so long?"
Song Yao lifted her eyelids and looked coldly at Lin Chu. She sneered, "Do you think you're worthy of talking to me? The person who lost the last magic duel should avoid the winner. Are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten so soon?"
"You!" Lin Chu was furious. Pointing at Song Yao, she shouted, "You, a person who was injured by just a few demonized hounds, have the nerve to laugh at my lack of cultivation?"
Song Yao retorted, "You're still a loser. Get out of my way quickly. A good dog doesn't block the path."
Lin Chu was easily provoked by Song Yao's words and was so angry that she completely lost her composure.
"Song Yao! With your overbearing young - mistress attitude, no wonder even Fu Huaizhi, who was looking for a stand - in, despised you and wanted to break off the engagement with you." Lin Chu looked up and just happened to see Fu Huaizhi coming to pick up the magic tools. Her provocation became even stronger. "Speak of the devil! You, the young mistress of the Song family, aren't even fit to be a stand - in for his long - distance sweetheart abroad."
Song Yao clenched her fists when she saw Fu Huaizhi in the distance. Her engagement with Fu Huaizhi was the most humiliating thing in her twenty - odd years of life.
Back then, Fu Huaizhi had approached her and got engaged to her because she resembled his sweetheart who had gone abroad. After being exposed, he showed no guilt at all. Instead, he said emphatically that it was her good fortune.
As proud as Song Yao, how could she bear such an insult? She had slapped him on the spot and then quickly broken off the engagement. Despite this, this incident had made Song Yao a laughingstock in others' eyes.
Fu Huaizhi in the distance also saw Song Yao and had heard what Lin Chu said just now. He said to Song Yao with a half - smile, "Haven't seen you for a few days. How did you end up like this?"
Song Yao had once truly liked Fu Huaizhi, but now she didn't even want to look at him. She tightly held Zhao Zhao's hand and spat out a single word: "Get lost."
Zhao Zhao had never seen Song Yao so angry, nor had she seen Song Yao pretending not to care when she was so angry. She was very sad and couldn't bear to see Song Yao being wronged.
She understood what Lin Chu had said because this incident was extremely similar to the TV drama "The CEO's Stand - in Lover" that she was currently watching.
Zhao Zhao leaned over and whispered to Song Yao, "Cousin, I won't let them bully you." Then she broke free from Song Yao's hand, walked up to Fu Huaizhi, and looked up at him.
"Are you very poor?" Zhao Zhao stared at Fu Huaizhi and asked.
"What?" Not only was Fu Huaizhi confused, but everyone around also looked puzzled. What was this little girl talking about?
Zhao Zhao imitated Su Yuan and frowned. She snorted and said, "Your sweetheart went abroad, not died. You did such a despicable thing because of this. I think you must be too poor to go that far to see her. You're so pitiful."
Song Yao couldn't help laughing. The depression in her heart vanished. She thought that this TV drama was really useful. Zhao Zhao not only knew the word "despicable" but also knew how to be sarcastic.
The people around couldn't help laughing, which made Fu Huaizhi's face turn ugly. He said with a gloomy face, "So you're Song Zhaozhao? Hehe... How dare you talk to me like this. Can you withstand one of my talismans?"
Seeing this, Song Yao pulled Zhao Zhao behind her and warned him, "Try touching her and see what happens!"
"I'll have a fight with you." Zhao Zhao spoke up from behind Song Yao. Her eyes were calm as she looked at Fu Huaizhi. "If you lose, you have to apologize to my cousin and tell them that you're not good enough for her."
Fu Huaizhi sneered. "Sure."
Lin Chu also sneered and said, "Courting death."
Zhao Zhao turned around, raised her chin, and looked at her. She said calmly, "And you too."