Returning to her guest room, Wenn Miao immediately tore open the collar that was choking her neck, kicked off the boots that made her feet uncomfortable, and took a satisfying swig from the wine gourd at her waist.
"Ah~ finally comfortable! It was suffocating me!"
Wenn Miao plopped into the Taishi chair in the main hall, crossed her legs, and drank one gulp after another.
Zhao Fuyi watched her and shook his head, sighing with his brows furrowed.
Jiang Yuebai, the junior, stood by the table, pouring a cup of tea for each of them, and asked, "Uncle Fuyi, Uncle Miao, what do you think about the merger?"
Upon hearing this, Wenn Miao raised her hand to strike, "You little girl, who are you calling 'Uncle'? Just because you have higher cultivation, doesn't mean you don't call me Grandmaster anymore? Even if you reach the Mahayana, I am still your Grandmaster!"
Jiang Yuebai chuckled, "Yes, yes, my esteemed Grandmaster."
