Thunder Emperor Frey, as well as all the disciples of the Yin and Yang Academy, respectfully watched this elderly woman. His brother stood up, so naturally, Ji Dong and Lan Bao'er followed suit and stood up as well.
At this moment, Cannon Dragon dashed out of the kitchen, swiftly wiping his only hand on his body. He hurried to the elderly woman, intending to support her, but she glared at him. He quickly let go of his hand, hesitant, and said, "Why are you here, ma'am?"
The old woman glared, "What? Can't I come? Little Bubble, you don't seem to welcome me!" Her voice was different, and it contradicted her age. It sounded like a melodious oriole, clearer than any young woman's. However, such a big man being called "Little Bubble", it was indeed hilarious.
Cannon Dragon wiped the cold sweat appearing on his forehead. He didn't refute but instead replied with a forced smile, "How could this be? You are our honoured guest whom we can't even beg to come!"
