Chapter 70: Chapter 67: May God Bless Your Little Island, Amen
Passersby stopped and stared at the two, their expressions suggesting they were looking at children with mental challenges. Some elderly individuals shook their heads, sighing, "Such a bright child—what a pity her mind seems off."
Sirin quietly asked, "Brother, is the Herrscher of Sentience always like this?"
"Uh... let's just move on." Fu Lin awkwardly stepped forward to cover Fu Shi's mouth, signaling her to head quickly toward Taixuan Mountain.
"Gah-gah-gah... eh? Master, wait for me! Master!" Wutong's laughter abruptly stopped as she noticed Fu Shi already some distance away. She hurriedly ran after the group.
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"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Wutong. You can just call me Wutong." Wutong caught up with the group, greeting Yae Sakura and Sirin enthusiastically.
Yae Sakura held up the sleeping Higokumaru and said, "Hello, I'm Yae Sakura, and this is Higokumaru."
"Hmph, Sirin☆," Sirin replied coldly from the side.
"Sirin is so cool and aloof. Hmm~ She's just my type, hehe," Wutong mumbled, sneaking a glance at Sirin's back before turning her gaze upward, captivated by Sakura's fluffy ears. She then whispered, "By the way, Sister Sakura, are those donkey ears real or fake? Can I touch them?"
"These are fox ears, not donkey ears..." Yae Sakura stroked her ears, exasperated. Why did people always think they were donkey ears? Or… could they really look like donkey ears...? For a moment, even Sakura's confidence wavered.
"Pfft!"
"Did you just laugh?" Wutong moved closer to Sirin, observing her curiously.
"Human, what nonsense are you spouting☆?" Sirin quickly wiped away her smile and put on a stern expression.
"Oh, maybe I misheard. By the way, what's your relationship with my master?" Wutong stuck out her tongue and grabbed Sirin's arm.
"Enemies!" Sirin replied, her gaze as sharp as a blade, directed toward Fu Shi, who was walking with Fu Lin.
"Huh?" Wutong scratched her head, feeling a bit confused.
"That person is my brother, but she stole him from me☆," Sirin pointed at Fu Lin ahead, then at Fu Shi, speaking with a hint of grievance.
"...Biological?" Wutong's eyes sparkled as she looked at Fu Lin ahead, itching to win over her future brother-in-law.
"Biological! It's just that, due to some special reasons, my appearance has changed a bit☆," Sirin said, looking at her white hair and feeling a bit downcast.
"Achoo! Fu Shi, let's rest at the restaurant up ahead." Fu Lin rubbed his nose, sensing that someone was plotting something about him again.
"Sounds good. Later, I'll craft a heart sword for my newly acquired disciple. But where on earth can I find one?"
Fu Shi was optimistic but faced the harsh reality—she had no clue where to find an unactivated Heart Sword. Her gaze fell on the all-knowing Fu Lin.
"Why are you looking at me? I don't know either. I skip most storylines when I play, so I only know the gist of it. Ahem, except for the storylines about you—I didn't skip those," Fu Lin explained awkwardly, taking the chance to show his affection for Fu Shi.
"...Forget it. Let's just turn Taixuan Mountain upside down. There's bound to be some unused Heart Swords lying around—it'll be like a treasure hunt," Fu Shi waved it off and followed Fu Lin into the restaurant.
"...Just don't destroy Taixuan Mountain, or Fu Hua will end up like Raven," Fu Lin imagined Fu Hua's face of despair, rolling on the ground crying after finding Taixuan Mountain in ruins.
"Hopefully, Raven can keep her villa safe this time and not have it blown up by a certain pufferfish again," Fu Shi teased Sirin with a raised eyebrow.
"Who are you calling a pufferfish? I'll blow up that island again if I feel like it! Want me to prove it now?" Sirin glared at Fu Shi, stepping up aggressively.
"I don't believe you. Go blow one up right now," Fu Shi sipped the drink Wutong handed her, completely indifferent to Raven's plight.
"...…"
"Poor Raven. May God bless your little island. Amen," Fu Lin said, offering silent prayers for Raven while watching the two argue.
At that moment, Raven, toiling away to earn money, thought, "Kids, wait for me. I'm almost there—just a bit more and I can buy back the island."
"Even an angry Sirin is cute. So is Master," Wutong exclaimed, taking a deep sip of orange juice and watching the two with excitement.