'Pointing a finger at the stars?'
'No...'
'That's not a star!'
'It's more like he poked a hole in the sky!'
'This... Was Master the one who did this?'
Seeing this, Xiaobai remembered the brave words she'd just spouted. She looked down at Qin Yang in terror. 'Don't tell me he heard me?'
'If that finger had been pointed at me...'
'I don't have enough tails to take a hit like that!'
At this thought, Xiaobai's courage evaporated. She clamped her legs together, a desperate urge to pee surging through her lower belly as she scurried back inside the house in fright.
...
「A moment later.」
「In the courtyard.」
Qin Yang was lying on the ground, chewing on a blade of grass and admiring the night view, when he suddenly heard Xiaobai's voice.
"Master, you must be tired after cultivating for so long, right?"
Xiaobai approached, holding a tray of tea and pastries high above her head. She came to Qin Yang's side and sat down on the ground.
