After he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh.
'I can't believe an old man like me, on the verge of retirement, could still be so... childish?'
To think he'd started talking to a piglet.
Unexpectedly, the piglet struggled to its feet. Its soft, jiggly belly bounced, and its eyes stared at him, gleaming.
'Hey, old man! Just take me to get some food. When I, this Princess, turn back into a human, I'll definitely reward you with a few beauties!'
Uncle Ming was taken aback for a moment. He didn't think much of it, assuming the little piglet was just amusing itself. He said calmly, "But nothing in the kitchen is suitable for a piglet to eat..."
'Nonsense! Utter rubbish! Slander of the highest porcine order!'
The little piglet almost leaped up and gave his weathered, wrinkled old face a scratch, just like it had with Fu Xian.
But looking at this face that so resembled her master's, she forced herself to hold back. Her tender pink snout trembled with rage.
