Jing Tianquan was quite satisfied with this. Yu Fudong seemed to have some conscience. Otherwise, a girl like her who couldn't cultivate would be bullied.
At this time, he only thought of her as a weak person with a stubborn disease and inability to cultivate, and completely forgot about the rumors on the street that she was lustful and cruel.
"When I return home, I want to write a complaint against the left prime minister for intentional murder."
Yu Wushuang wanted to go to Shiliu Liuli Residence today, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing, and she felt a little heavy.
Spiritual beasts are naturally intelligent, and not all spiritual beasts are cruel.
Jing Tianquan saw Yu Wushuang turning around and walking over, feeling a little anxious. He hadn't spoken to this girl yet.
"Grandpa, how on earth did she make the spirit beast be so obedient?" Jing Fanzhi finally came to his senses and pointed at Yu Wushuang with one hand as if he was cramping.
Jing Tianquan turned around and kicked him, saying hurriedly: "Go and say hello."
"Ouch..."
Jing Fanzhi was kicked so unprepared that he choked and fell to the ground in fear.
An exclamation attracted everyone's attention, including Yu Wushuang, who was about to leave.
Jing Fanzhi raised his head to meet Yu Wushuang's gaze, feeling extremely embarrassed. The old man didn't love him at all, not at all!!
Tears ran!
Yu Wushuang glanced at Jing Fanzhi, then moved her eyes to the old man behind.
The old man was about fifty years old. His hair was almost half white, his eyebrows were lively, and his beard was as long as his hair, black and white.
He is slightly chubby and wears a gray robe with gold threads on the edge. He looks very majestic.
He immediately guessed his identity.
High Priest!
Jing Tianquan was very excited, but he tried hard to maintain a majestic look on his face. When he saw her looking at her, he raised his chin slightly, looking extremely arrogant and arrogant.
The people who were watching were stunned when they saw Jing Tianquan. The name of the high priest in the entire Kyoto city was almost universally known, and the priest rarely left his residence.
People can only meet each other during the annual priest ceremony.
Priests are sacred in the hearts of Dongyue people. When people recognize the high priest, they all retreat and lower their heads in great respect.
People also know that the high priest and the marquis have always been at odds with each other, and now running into the direct descendants of the Yu family is probably a big deal.
"Cousin Wu... Wushuang." Jing Fanzhi got up and looked at Yu Wushuang and smiled.
Yu Wushuang looked away from Jing Tianquan.
Jing Fanzhi stepped forward and said, "Cousin Wushuang, what a coincidence."
When Yu Wushuang looked at him, the most conspicuous thing was the big bulge in Rumo's hair, which looked a bit funny when paired with his smiling face.
"What's going on with your head?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Um..." Jing Fanzhi raised his hand and touched it, quietly looking at the old man. Seeing the old man's glare, he immediately shuddered and turned around and said, "I accidentally got kicked by a donkey."
Jing Tianquan: "..."
"Being kicked like this by a donkey, you and the donkey are both talented." Yu Wushuang said.
Jing Fanzhi: "..."
Jing Tianquan: "..."
"Cough." Jing Tianquan coughed heavily.
Jing Fanzhi received the signal like a radar and said to her: "Cousin, this is my grandfather."
"I know."
"how do you know?"
"It is said that the priest lives alone and rarely leaves the house. I think that apart from his own children and grandchildren, the priest should not hesitate to walk on the streets with others."
Jing Fanzhi wanted to refute, even his own descendants were not inferior.
Today is an unprecedented first time!
Jing Tianquan put his hands behind his back, his face should not be sullen, and he snorted, as arrogant as he wanted to be.