The inner part of the Demoness Sect.
Sect's library.
Little Mortal, the eldest senior brother of the sect, arrived at the front door on his motorcycle.
He looked at the table and saw the library token was there again, with no one around to guard it!
While speechless, he picked it up, shook his head, and continued on his patrol.
Not long after, in front of the sect's storehouse, the eldest senior brother of the sect appeared on his motorcycle, with an extra library token on his waist.
He rode to the front door of the storehouse and looked at the storehouse token lying on the table, with no guard in sight.
While speechless once again, he picked it up and shook his head in disappointment.
Not long after, the eldest senior brother, with his Boss token, library token, and storehouse token, all on his waist, continued his patrol...
Meanwhile, Elder Sun, who was supposed to be taking care of the new disciple of the sect master, lost track of him on the same day. He was speaking to his disciple in the building where Little Boss and the newcomers were accepted into the sect.
At this moment, he was sitting in front of a small table with two teacups on it.
Beside him, his disciple was sitting with her head lowered, looking helpless...
"Listen to me, I know he is too small, and you can't sense him with your spiritual sense, but keep looking.
It's not like you can't see him either, right?! And don't worry, he is not one of those black robes."
The girl beside him was going to complain about his unreasonable mission,
But with a BAM, the hall door was kicked open!
The two, with eyes wide open, gazed at the door!
Who was so brave to come in like this?
Elder Sun was so angry that his hair was already on fire, dancing around him without any wind!
Until he saw the culprit and calmed down instantly.
A little boy, barely 3 years old, in a white robe,
one hand in his pocket, one hand spinning a little chain,
He had three tokens on his waist and sunglasses, and walked in arrogantly, like he owned the place!
"Speak of the devil!"
"Sup, Elder Sun."
The girl, seeing who came in, just bowed to her master and said,
"My mission is completed, Master, bye!"
Then she stood up and walked as fast as she could toward the door, like she was fleeing!
She already knew about this troublemaker from her master, and not only that, she had personally seen him frying an egg on top of her master's head!
What would he do to her when even the sect master couldn't deal with him?
It was better to run now while there was a chance!
Little Mortal, who saw her leaving, furrowed his brows.
He suddenly stretched the hand that was responsible for spinning the chain and caught the middle finger of the girl who was passing by him with his chain.
Then he started spinning in a circle, while the girl was forced to circle too, and changed direction from the door, moving in a full circle back toward Elder Sun.
The two were astonished by this smooth action of this little thug!
It was like an experienced martial arts master making a move!
Then they heard him saying,
"Junior Sister, you forgot to greet the eldest senior brother of the sect!
Don't you remember me? You were the one who gave me the sect token."
The girl, who found herself standing beside her master again, just on the opposite side, bit her lips and said,
"G-greetings, Senior Brother."
Elder Sun, while laughing, said,
"Little Sect Master, how did you find the time to visit this old man?
And where have you been?
I looked for you everywhere!"
Little Mortal pointed at his token and said,
"Elder Sun, I changed my Daoist name; it's 'Boss' now.
And I was with my followers in Outer Sect City.
That's where my headquarters is, feel free to visit anytime."
The girl was wondering if she had heard it right...
'His Daoist name became 'Sect Master' as he claimed the first time?
And not only that, he even changed it again?
It's 'Boss' now?'
Elder Sun's smile froze!
He saw the token that had 'Boss' written on it, and the previous 'Sect Master' name was a mess, but that wasn't important!
'How in the world are those tokens with him?
Did he pick them up from the ground again?'
He was so shocked that he ignored the 'headquarters' part!
Little Mortal went beside him and sat down.
Then he looked at the empty teacup, and then looked at the girl.
The message was clear,
'Junior Sister, pour some tea for this Senior Brother.'
So she did what she was hinted at.
Elder Sun came back to his senses when he heard the sound of him 'slurping' the tea, and said,
"Little Boss, where did you find these tokens?"
The girl, hearing her master call this three-year-old child 'Boss,' almost laughed!
But she bit her lips and stopped herself!
Hearing the question, Little Mortal suddenly became furious!
"Elder Sun!
You don't believe me!
While patrolling our stronghold, I saw these tokens placed on a random table, with no guard in sight.
Those two freeloaders are so irresponsible! I swear I'll tell my master to kick them out of our stronghold!
I went on a journey of 1000 years, for what?
For them to leave these tokens alone?
In a random place? With no protection?
No guard, no nothing?
That's unbelievable!
By the way, don't you have any cookies here?"
Then he started sipping on his tea as if to calm his anger.
The girl was confused,
'Two freeloaders?
Journey of 1000 years?'
But she took out some cookies that she would give to her son and placed them on the table.
Elder Sun gulped down and didn't know what to say!
'This kid is still in character?
And by random table, he means the ones in front of the library and storehouse?
How is he even taking them out of that formation?
Even I can't do that without alerting the sect master!'
He took a deep breath and said,
"So, Little Boss, what were you doing today?
And what's your plan for these two tokens?"
Little Mortal finished his tea and placed the teacup down.
"Like I said, I was on patrol to see if everything is okay in our stronghold.
And these tokens... I will bring them back to Chief personally."
Then he picked a cookie and exclaimed,
"Oh, it's strawberry flavor!
Thank you, Junior Sister."
The girl just waved her hand, but she had some question marks above her head now,
'Stronghold?
Chief?'
Elder Sun nodded; at least he was going to give them back and not take them with him.
With his invisibility, if he took them away, that was it,
They would be forced to make new ones.
But he suddenly saw some blue smoke emitting from him!
At first, he was stunned, but when he sensed what it was, he shook his head.
'It's that spiritual energy from the cookies he ate.'
Little Mortal finished his cookies and stood up to leave.
"Thank you for the tea, it was nice seeing you, Elder Sun, Junior Sister.
I'll continue my patrol."
Then he cupped his hands, bowed a little, and was going to leave, but paused at the door and said,
"Elder Sun, what's that tower with the big bell at the top behind this place?
Can I ring the bell?"
Elder Sun hurriedly said,
"No, no!
You can't do that, Little Boss!
That bell hasn't been used for centuries now!
We only use it if there is something that might put the sect in danger, or news that everyone should be informed of as soon as possible!"
"So it's for emergencies!"
Then he puffed his chest and said,
"With me around, it will never ring!
Don't worry!"
And left confidently.
The girl was speechless. He came in aggressively and left respectfully and heroically.
And why didn't her master teach him a lesson for kicking the door open? Was he really that unruly?
She didn't believe everything that Elder Sun said about his achievements, but now...
A moment after Little Mortal left, Elder Sun appeared at the door and looked outside.
His eyes widened in shock,
'How did he disappear again?
Immortal world treasures are so overpowered?
It doesn't make sense at all...
And how did he catch my disciple at the door so easily?
Isn't he a mortal?'
He was going to follow him now that he found him, but where to?
If his destination were the sect master, then it would be better not to follow.
With this kid's personality, he was sure the sect master was going to flare up again...
Meanwhile,
in the direction of the now snowy mountains of the sect,
Little Mortal was riding on his motorcycle toward the highest peak.
On his way, he saw a group of middle-aged men and women bullying an old disciple.
Not long after, they were all lying on the ground with swollen faces.
The only thing they heard before getting beaten up was,
"How dare you attack the elderly?"
And then they saw a white figure swiftly moving between them, performing all kinds of martial arts moves that they had no way to counter.
...
Closer to the peak of the highest mountain, a couple was speaking to each other about something.
The lady was in a white robe, and the man was in a silver robe with a sword pattern on it.
Then, for whatever reason, the two became excited, and a fight broke out!
And while fighting, the two went farther away, because a one-year-old boy was close to them, and they probably didn't want to harm him!
At this moment, the eldest senior brother of the sect,
On his motorcycle, with a bunch of new storage rings on his fingers, he appeared.
While passing by, his gaze locked onto the one-year-old boy sitting alone on a table.
He was wearing woolen clothes and a hat in this snowy place, watching him with an innocent face.
Little Mortal shook his head,
"Who dropped a child here?
So irresponsible!"
And picked up the little boy, and with one arm on his motorcycle and one arm carrying the child, continued on his way to patrol the sect, while talking to the little boy,
"Can you talk, little one?
Say, 'Boss,' 'booooss,' try it with me, 'booooss'."
But the little boy just watched him blankly...
...
At the mountain top, a group of sect higher-ups were sitting around a table.
They were Snow Goddess, Supreme Elder, and the library manager, Elder Elvis.
Elder Elvis was reporting on what he found in the evidence from the 'old trash' storage ring.
"It seems he was trying to do something significant with other sect masters, and there was a deal with a mastermind behind the scenes that even he didn't know who the other party was.
But all the clues were cut off after he went to Outer Sect City."
The Snow Goddess, hearing the name 'Outer Sect City,' felt it was something she would be better off not prying into.
Why? She didn't know. It was just a feeling she couldn't ignore.
So she nodded,
"Alright, now that he is probably dead, there is no need to investigate further.
Let's talk about the sect competition."
Then someone beside her said,
"What competition?"
Snow Goddess, while puzzled, said,
"Competition between sects!
How can you not remember?
We had it last time in Sword Sect, now it's our turn."
That someone said,
"I just got here this week, how should I know, Chief?"
Then another voice sounded too,
"Chief!"
The three furrowed their brows as they looked at each other.
Who was it?
The first to speak was a child, followed by another child who seemed even younger.
But there were no children here!
Ghosts?
But the first voice was familiar; it made them annoyed for no reason!
Snow Goddess looked down to her left, Supreme Elder looked down to her right, and Elder Elvis looked down in front of him...
A little boy, with another more petite boy in his arm, while spinning a chain around his finger that was full of different storage rings, with sunglasses on, had appeared there at some point in time that none of them knew when...
The little newcomer greeted them,
"Sup Pinky, sup Boss."
The little boy in his arms, too, said,
"Sup Pinky, sup Boss."
Then the bigger little boy looked at Elder Elvis and said mockingly,
"Oh, you aren't at work as usual?
What a shocker!"
Supreme Elder, who was scared out of her wits, lowered her head in embarrassment...
She was an assassin. How could someone sneak up on her so easily?
Elder Elvis was clenching his fist and gritting his teeth, eyes fixed on the library token on the waist of the little boy!
Snow Goddess, who was angry for all kinds of reasons that she couldn't count,
slammed the table, BAM!
"What kind of way of talking is this?"
Little Mortal too, BAM! Slammed the table and pointed at Elder Elvis,
"Yes, what kind of talking is this?"
Snow Goddess growled,
"I'm talking to you!"
Little Mortal, too, growled,
"She is talking to you!"
"Not him, you!"
"Not you, me!"
After a pause,
"Wait, you mean me?"
Snow Goddess said in an annoyed tone,
"Yes, you!
I am the sect master!
How many times should I tell you?"
"Oh, we are still playing the sect master's game!
It was fine to call you by your real title because there were no outsiders here.
Then he shook his head, like he was tired of this game, and said,
"Alright, fine, Sect Master!
By the way, look what I found on the way here!
It was left on the table in front of those two buildings over there!
Can you believe it?
What if I wasn't the one who saw it first? Hmm?
Wouldn't just a random gang member have taken it away?
I even found a child on the way!
He was just on a table in the middle of nowhere in these snowy mountains! Unbelievable!
So I took pity on him and accepted him as my foster son, you know?
This is a stronghold; it should be fine to take whatever you want if you find it first.
Snow Goddess couldn't believe what she was hearing and seeing.
'The morning just began, and he has already done so many things?
How is he even able to be everywhere? Going around in these mountains isn't easy for a mortal like him!'
Elder Elvis was speechless; he just took it? How?
Supreme Elder was looking at the little boy with puzzlement,
'Did this kid just talk?'
And at this moment, there was suddenly a loud voice of a man from outside who shouted,
"Where is my son!"
Then a woman's voice followed,
"Who dares to take my child away?"
Hearing the two angry shouts outside,
Little Mortal looked in that direction and furrowed his brows.
The rest all gazed at the little boy in his arms, then at him!
The two people outside started looking everywhere with their spiritual senses until they found their target!
But Little Mortal didn't feel anything and turned around, looking at Snow Goddess with disappointment.
The three people wondered why he was the one disappointed in the sect master?
Aren't you the one making trouble?
"Teacher, you need to do something about this mess of a stronghold!
Look, in the middle of the day, a child has been kidnapped!
And you want me to call you sect master?
This place is a den for criminals and gangsters!"
Snow Goddess was so angry that she was going to kick him to the sky in hopes of him going back to the Immortal World!
But the next scene made her stop.
Little Mortal turned to the little boy in his arms and said,
"Don't you think I'm right?"
And the little boy, without hesitation, said,
"Yes, Boss."
The three became even more puzzled...
Were they looking at the child they knew, or was he someone else's child who just looked similar?
At this moment, the two people who had locked onto their target landed from the sky!
The man in the silver-colored robe, who saw the child in the arm of a 'white robe' disciple, paused for a moment and didn't come closer.
It seemed he understood something.
He just bowed respectfully from there and stood silently.
The girl in the white robe, on the other hand, landed close to them, and when she saw who had taken her child, she was going to explode with anger!
"How could you take my child away without telling me?"
Little Mortal turned to Elder Elvis, slammed the stone table, and shouted,
"How could you take my Junior Sister's child away without telling her?"
Elder Elvis was at a loss for words...
Why was it his fault now?
Supreme Elder was secretly laughing.
Snow White was going to explode with anger!
"I'm talking to you!"
"She is talking to you!"
"Not Elder Elvis, you!"
"Who? 'You' doesn't have a name?
You mean Pinky?
How could you take Junior Sister's child away, Pinky!"
"I'm not talking to Supreme Elder!
I'm talking to you!"
At this point, Little Mortal's expression suddenly changed from confused to shocked!
He turned to Snow Goddess and said with a trembling tone,
"T-teacher, y-you kidnapped the child of your o-own disciple!"
Elder Elvis closed his eyes.
Supreme Elder's secret laughter stopped.
The woman in white, Snow White, froze on the spot.
The guy in the silver robe didn't know if it was too late for him to cover his ears or not.
Snow Goddess, though, was calm.
So calm that it was scary.
It was as if she had reached the maximum level of anger and found calmness on the other side.
But in reality, heavy snow was coming down from the sky...
Seeing her not answering, Little Mortal ran to her side and started shouting with a sad and desperate tone,
"Boss, Chief, Sect Master, I'll call you whatever you want!
But tell me that you didn't do it!
Tell me that you didn't take away her child!
Tell meee!"
And then he weakly kneeled on the ground, and while 'crying' started muttering to himself,
"Tell me that it wasn't you, tell me that it wasn't you..."
The people around were dumbfounded now,
'What is happening here?'
Snow goddess, after a brief moment, said in a cold tone,
"It wasn't me."
Little Mortal, as if all the depression, sadness, and disappointment were washed away with this one sentence, stood up and shouted,
"I knew it!
How can my teacher step so low!"
Then he put the little boy down and said,
"Little Peanut!
Let's attack together!
It's time to give this little junior sister a lesson!"
And so, the two attacked together!
One hits Snow White's thigh with a small chain, the other attacks her leg under the knee with his tiny palm!
Under the mirage of attacks, one tickling, the other like a massage, Snow White, who figured out where the misunderstanding was, said helplessly,
"Senior brother, I mean you..."
The attacks stopped.
Little Mortal, who had his hand raised to deliver another attack, looked at her in confusion.
The little boy, who was in the midst of delivering another palm attack, was looking at her in confusion as well.
A brief moment later, Little Mortal picked up the little boy and retreated, looking vigilant!
"But I didn't take away your child!"
Snow White pointed at the little boy and said,
"he is my child."
Little Mortal furrowed,
"It's mine!
I found it on a table!"
Now, it was Snow White's turn to be at a loss for words!
The guy at the back said,
"Can I come forward, Sect Master?"
Snow goddess waved her hand like she didn't mind.
The guy walked to Snow White's side and said,
"Fellow Daoist, I am the father of the child.
We just left him where you saw him for a moment to have a friendly match..."
Little Mortal looked at the newcomer and said,
"Are you an elder?"
The guy shook his head, not understanding what he meant.
"Then you should call me senior brother-in-law, not some fellow Daoist."
The guy's brain stopped working for a moment.
The rest bit their lips, trying not to laugh.
The guy just gave up when he saw even his wife looking away.
It seemed this little boy wasn't some simple character, or his wife was already gone with their child, and she wouldn't waste time talking reason with him.
So he cleared his throat and said,
"s-senior brother-in-law, that's my child, look, we even have some similarities..."
Little Mortal looked at the child, then at the guy, and nodded, but said,
"So what? He looks like me, too!
What other proof do you have?"
Snow White, who felt this conversation was getting too long and might make her master angrier, gritted her teeth and said,
"he can't talk or hear!
Is that enough proof, senior brother?"
Little Mortal looked at her, speechless!
Then turned to the three other adults in the scene and said,
"Isn't that proof he is my child?"
The three didn't know what to say.
Indeed, this was the couple's child, and he was deaf from birth, but now... what is even happening?
Snow White, who saw that even the people who should take her side were keeping silent,
said in confusion,
"How is that proof that he is your child?"
Little Mortal snorted,
"Listen to me, my son is completely healthy!"
Then he said to the little boy,
"Aren't you the healthiest, Little Peanut?"
And the little boy responded,
"Yes, boss!"
The couple's jaws dropped.
The other three shook their heads helplessly...
Snow goddess couldn't think of anything, so she thought it best to ask the kidnapper,
"Little Mortal, did you do anything to him?
Did you feed him anything?"
Little Mortal shook his head and declared proudly,
"he was like this from the day my wife gave birth to him, healthy and strong!
Right, Little Peanut?!"
The little boy answered,
"Yes, boss!"
The couple was dumbfounded—you, a three-year-old,
Have a wife?
Supreme Elder couldn't hide her laughter anymore...
Snow goddess, who saw this kid was bringing a fake mother into the equation too, could only say,
"I can see that, but he is their child,
and by some miracle seems to be cured now..."
Little Mortal was shocked,
"How is that possible?
H-He is my son!"
Then he paused for a moment and said,
"Why would I listen to anyone!
I'll ask him to see if you're telling the truth!
Little Peanut, tell me, is the teacher telling the truth?"
The little boy said,
"Yes, boss."
Little Mortal gasped in shock!
He pointed at Snow White,
"That's your mother?"
"Yes, boss."
"That's your father?"
"Yes, boss."
Now he was in disbelief...
Snow White slowly walked forward and took the child away.
Little Mortal could only let go with a blank look on his face...
Snow White, who didn't know how to show her happiness at this moment, saw her master hinting at her to leave!
With this troublemaker around, the spiritual message was off again, so she could only make faces!
Under the two big and sad eyes of Little Mortal, the couple started moving backward slowly, as if adults scared of making a child cry were forced to act cautiously.
And sure enough,
"Noooo, my son!
Little Peanut!"
And the little boy shouted,
"Yes, boss!"
"Little Peanut!"
"Sup, boss!"
"Little Peanut!"
"Sup, pinky!"
"Little Peanut!"
"Sup, pinky!"
By now, the adults in the scene knew a fact:
The little boy only knew a couple of words, but he didn't know what they meant.
The sound of Little Peanut answering,
'sup pinky, sup boss, yes boss', as he got farther and farther away, became weaker and weaker, and so did the two little legs of our Little Mortal.
He slowly and weakly kneeled on the ground, like someone whose soul was taken away from him.
With head lowered in depression, you could hear him saying in a low and sad voice,
"Little Peanut, Little Peanut...
How could they take my son away...
What should I tell your mother...
I'm such a useless father..."
Tears appeared in the eyes of the three people who were still in the scene...
They felt there was no justice in this world that allowed the separation of a child and his father, like the—wait!
Snow goddess slammed the table!
The non-existent illusion that they were almost dragged into was shattered!
The three looked at each other in shock!
Why does this keep happening to them?
Why are their feelings amplified anytime this child acts?
Snow goddess, with a snort, said,
"Stop messing around!
Where have you been until now?"
Little Mortal wiped his non-existent tears and ran back to the table in this now snowy ground that was deep enough for half of his body to be inside.
"Reporting to the chief!
I was training my gang members!"
Snow goddess, who didn't know what to do with this new disciple, laughed out of anger,
"Oh, you mean the 10,000 people under you?
And how did it go?"
"Reporting to the teacher, they all broke through their butter-neck this morning and awakened their spirit roots!"
Hearing his answer, they thought this kid was the most confident liar they had ever seen!
Ten thousand people breaking through together?
You don't even know it is a bottleneck, not a butter-neck!
"What did you do after that?" the Snow Goddess asked.
"Reporting to the teacher, I started the stronghold daily patrol!"
Snow goddess looked at the two extra tokens and the storage rings on his fingers and asked,
"And how was your patrol?"
"Reporting to the teacher, I saved the tokens once again!
And I saved an elderly person from being bullied!"
Then he put the two tokens and the rings on the table and said,
"Here is the loot, I'm fine with 20%."
Snow goddess looked at the rings in confusion,
"Where are the owners of these storage rings?"
Little Mortal pointed in a direction,
"over there—" but paused for a moment and changed what he was going to say,
"I killed them, burned them, and scattered their ashes!
Then I went after their family members and—!"
He made a 'neck-cutting' move, as he was saying, and he silenced them.
Then winked at Snow goddess and said,
"Don't worry, chief, no evidence left!
The loot is clean!"
Snow goddess felt tired.
The snow became heavier and reached Little Mortal's neck.
The other two were speechless.
They were fine because they had a clean circle around them by using spirit energy, but this child was already so deeply buried, and he acted as if nothing was happening.
So many things about him didn't make sense!
And now, his chaotic thoughts were locked on the stronghold theme!
And it couldn't be changed at all...
Snow goddess just shook her head.
Then waved her hand, and a small formation that couldn't be seen with the naked eye appeared around the tokens.
It was time to see how he took the tokens.
"So, Little Mortal, try and take these tokens away like you did on your patrol."
Elder Elvis and Supreme Elder watched with interest.
They had just seen the Sect Master move and were eager to know how he had done it without alarming anyone.
And Little Mortal just stretched his arm casually, and his hand went through the invisible restriction around the tokens, bringing the two tokens out of it.
"... "
They were shocked now!
How?
The snow goddess took back the tokens and created another formation, this time using spiritual energy from the immortal world that she had absorbed from the blue line in the sky.
But he took them away again, as if there was nothing in the way of his hand!
Now they were suspicious,
'Is it possible that he was sent here because this ability of his could put him in danger of being used by others?
He can easily hide even from an immortal like Snow goddess,
and he can pass through any restrictions too!'
If that was the case, then...
The three felt the truth had been revealed!
This child was a natural treasure finder!
They looked at this unfortunate child with pity...
Little Mortal, who saw them not say anything, broke the silence,
"Anyway, what were you guys talking about?"
Snow goddess said,
"sect competition."
"Oh, do you want me to plan it for your teacher?"
"You?"
"Who else, chief?
This lazy pinky, or this freeloader?"
The pity in the eyes of the two disappeared instantly!
"You!"
Little Mortal didn't care about them glaring at him and continued,
"Anyway.
We have a women's division and a men's division.
Do we have age and realm limits, too, or not?
How about under 100 years, any realm, free-for-all, gangster style?"
The three just looked at him without saying anything...
They thought it was better to let him say whatever he wanted, then send him after his imaginary 'competition management' job...
Little Mortal continued,
"It's decided then.
Alright, who takes the first place in each division?"
Snow goddess furrowed,
"What do you mean?
Whoever wins is the winner!"
Little Mortal rolled his eyes at her,
"I'm not stupid, boss.
Who do you want to become first?
I'm naturally first in the men's division.
Who do you want to be first in the women's division?
Your disciple? My assistant? Or my manager?
Pick one."
At this point, there was even a notebook and a pen in his hand.
He had already written his name on the empty page.
First-place finisher in the men's category: Boss
First-place finisher in the women's category:?
He was waiting for the answer to the second question.
Snow goddess tried to calm herself and asked,
"What do you mean, pick one!
They should win to be first, not us to say who is the first!"
Little Mortal looked at Supreme Elder and whispered to her in a low voice that everyone could hear,
"She is so deep in her Sect Master role!
That's amazing, isn't it!?"
Then turned to look at Snow Goddess, who was trying not to turn this kid into an ice statue, and said,
"What are you talking about, boss?
You are so deep in your Sect Master character!
Come out! This is our stronghold! Our competition!
We are the top dogs in this neighborhood!
We just set the first place for ourselves and throw the rest to the others!"
Snow goddess gritted her teeth and said,
"You know what?
Fine, you and your 'Assistant', whoever that is, take the first place!"
Little Mortal cheered,
"Good.
Let me tell you about my assistant!
She is the daughter of 2 big shots!
Both her parents are Sect Masters!
Wait, now there is only one, but it doesn't matter,
She is the best assistant you can ever dream of around here!
If we gave her the first place, it would be suitable for our future smuggling of goods around the world!"
Snow goddess, if she didn't know where her daughter was at this moment, would think he was talking about her...
So she just brushed it off and tried not to think about the smuggling part!
"Now about my competition,
Do you want me to become first in red or white?"
Snow goddess asked impatiently,
"What's the difference?"
"Red means I will end the competition covered in the blood of my opponents!
White means I win with not even a single drop of blood on me!"
Snow goddess raised her eyebrow. She was going to say red, but,
"R—no white, win in white!"
"Alright, who is the referee?"
"some elders..."
"No, you can't use these lazy people for such an important job!
I'll ask Mr. Colina to be the referee."
"Who?"
"Mr. Colina, the best referee you ever saw, he is just a little scary."
Then he wrote down the name of the referee.
"Alright, who will be the reporter?"
"We don't have—"
"Alright, I'll take care of that too.
Man, this stronghold is so unorganized and lost that it's not even funny anymore...
Oh, by the way, who is our opponent?"
"Sword Sect."
Hearing the name 'Sword Sect', he gasped!
"You went there and killed that spirit chicken,
Now you are forcing them to come and fight in a
'friendly' competition?
That's indeed the best way to act as if you are a Sect Master and empty their pockets even more!
But chief, do we need to act like a sect and
sect disciples, or can we show our true face to them now that you killed their spirit chicken and they can't go against us in any way?"
Hearing him call her husband 'spirit chicken', and not once but twice,
Snow goddess couldn't control her pent-up anger anymore and snapped!
"You! I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget, you little brat!"
Bang!