The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, was about to speak. Suddenly, she caught sight of a cold, rciless man coming downstairs. This terrified Su Chaoyang, and she sprinted towards the door, faster than a rabbit.
Oh no, my eldest maternal uncle is actually here! Run, run! Baby has already figured it out; eldest maternal uncle is the accomplice helping Uncle catch her and take her back. She really doesn’t want her whereabouts to be discovered by eldest maternal uncle!
Ye Siyuan could only follow.
When they reached the staircase, she saw Bo Leng descending leisurely from upstairs. She frowned. How could this man have been staying here for several days? Why hasn’t he left yet?
Bo Leng was as cold and aloof as ever, his presence radiating a ’keep away’ chill. Ye Siyuan kept a respectful distance and hurried out to follow the Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang.
"Baby, wait, why are you running?"
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, didn’t stop. She ran all the way to the West Garden of the palace, not even a little out of breath. She then hopped onto the couch in the West Garden living room, swinging her short legs and continuing to lick her ice cream to calm her nerves. She was super gluttonous and super cute.
At nightfall, as darkness enveloped everything, Ye Siyuan arranged a room for her and asked, "Baby, can you bathe by yourself? Do you need Auntie to help you bathe?"
"Auntie, Baby is super capable of taking care of herself, no need!"
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, patted her little chest, full of confidence in herself, and declared, "Auntie, you can go to sleep peacefully tonight. Leave everything else to Baby. Baby will definitely catch the Malicious Ghost that’s bothering Auntie and make sure she can’t escape, even if she grows wings!"
Ye Siyuan was skeptical. That night, after her bath, she had just lain down in bed when Si Lisao’s video call ca through right on ti, almost to the minute, as usual.
Due to the ti difference, Ye Siyuan was about to go to sleep, while Si Lisao was still in his vast office handling business matters.
It was the sa now; Si Lisao swiped the holographic virtual screen, adjusted the video angle, and glanced down at docunts while chatting with her idly.
Ye Siyuan lay in bed, sharing her day’s experiences with Si Lisao. "Today, when I went shopping for clothes, I t a super fun little girl. She said she’s a Little Daoist who can vanquish demons and exorcise spirits. She also claid that a Malicious Ghost has been pestering recently and promised to help capture it tonight."
Si Lisao looked utterly exasperated. "You actually believe that?"
Ye Siyuan chuckled. "Better to believe it than not. Besides, the little girl is just too amusing. I’m waiting to see if she can actually catch the Malicious Ghost tonight. If she does, then she’s genuinely impressive. I’m really looking forward to it."
Si Lisao was noncommittal.
However, he then said, "There was a ti on the Mu Continent when mysticism was very prevalent, almost rivaling the Dragon Temple. Later, it was suppressed so much that it barely had any room to exist. Now, there are hardly any mystic practitioners left. However, mysticism isn’t entirely useless, just like traditional Chinese dicine. Those who are capable truly have skills; those who aren’t are just charlatans trying to scam food and drink."
Ye Siyuan said, "My sister-in-law is very skilled in traditional Chinese dicine. Maybe this little one is a real big shot."
Si Lisao didn’t want to dash her hopes. But how could a child of only a few years be a big shot?
Mysticism is actually a very profound discipline. Many people don’t even master the basics by age forty. Si Lisao had once t a mysticism master who later retired and disappeared without a trace, so Si Lisao had so understanding of it.
Ye Siyuan then complained, "You’re so busy every day, while Bo Leng just idles around at my place, doing nothing but eating, drinking, and enjoying himself. Can’t you think of a way to get that ’great Buddha’ to leave?"
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