"Early in the morning, the elder ran into the master's room babbling incoherently, what was he doing?"
"No idea." Long Yao shook her head, "Brought some noodles inside, kept talking about emptiness and truth, some cypress tree, some teacup, anyway I didn't understand a word."
"What's the use of you!"
"Did you understand?"
Long Yao hugged the vermilion lacquered table, her chin resting on its protruding edge, worried: "I hope the elder doesn't get obsessed with reading scriptures, shave his head and become a monk, then our Dragon People Clan will have no future."
Bang!
Two crisp and loud flicks on the forehead.
Long Yao and Long Li half-squatted and cried out, covering the back of their heads.
"How inappropriate to talk about parents or criticize rulers!" A shadow grew and spread between them, Liang Qu stood behind them, overlooking, "If I don't discipline you for three days, you'll secretly speak ill of me, so I'll dock your monthly pay for three days!"
