"Sister Weiwei, how did I become the little junior uncle?"
"Come on, you're almost at the Hua Realm. How can I shamelessly continue to be your master?
According to our stream of consciousness inheritance, we're considered the first generation disciples, and you're like my little junior sister. Isn't it only natural to call you the junior uncle?"
"Oh, I see... but it feels so embarrassing~"
Lin Haitang looked shy as she watched Xiao Yu, who was setting lunch boxes on the table, and sighed inwardly with helplessness.
What's a little junior uncle?
With such a monstrous talent like yours, if you keep growing, starting your own sect might be a small feat.
In the future, you might even earn titles like 'XX Patriarch' or 'XX Master'...
Damn it! I'll let it go with Haitang, but even such a monstrous disciple was taken by that guy!
However, Yan Weiwei's discontent was soon overwhelmed by the aroma of meat...
"It's my favorite Dongpo Pork!"
...
"So satisfied~ Burp~"
