"…"
Leng Ruoxue was flabbergasted. Junior aunt! How did I become a junior aunt?
"Elderly…"
"Don't call me elderly. Just call me Old Man Zao," the old man protested.
"Alright then, Old Man Zao. I'm not their junior aunt!" Leng Ruoxue said. This old man's identity was a mystery, and she really didn't want to have too much involvement with him.
"Why aren't you? We're on par, and they're my disciples, so of course they have to call you junior aunt!" the old man said very matter-of-factly.
Leng Ruoxue was really speechless about the old man's thoughts. Must this old man insist on being related to me?
"Junior Aunt, please take care of us in the future," the two middle-aged men said tactfully. Following whatever their master said would definitely not go wrong.
Don't these two people have no opinions at all at such an age? Why are they so obedient to their master? Leng Ruoxue was helpless…
