“I want noodle soup!”
"Okay, okay!"
...
A big bowl of fried rice is eaten quickly.
Wei Changhuan brought another large bowl of noodle soup to Yue Tixia.
Although it is a soup noodle, it is also full of toppings. There are several layers of beef, meatballs, sausages and so on.
Only the toppings are visible.
Yue Weixia picked it up and ate it, then her eyes lit up and she turned to look at Wei Changhuan.
"Old Wei, you are doing better than before."
"Somewhat like a young master."
When the word "gongzi" was mentioned, Yue Mixia was startled again, and then she stirred the noodle bowl twice with her chopsticks and started eating in silence.
Just when a large bowl of noodles was about to be finished, bursts of golden Buddha light appeared.
Huikong fell from the sky and returned to Fuyun Mountain.
"Amitabha, the young monk has already met the Holy Son."
Everyone quickly gathered around, and Yue Mixia hurriedly ate the last piece of beef.
"Is the young master coming back too?"
Huikong clasped his hands together and shook his head, his expression a bit complicated.
"The Holy Son asked the young monk to tell you that he has some matters to deal with and will not return to Fuyun Mountain for the time being."
Hearing this, Yue Mixia was very disappointed.
"Ahem, apart from that, the Holy Son also asked the young monk to do something."
"What's up?"
Everyone looked at Huikong curiously.
Huikong let out a long sigh.
"The Holy Son said that he did have entanglements with other women, and the Holy Son couldn't remember how much of his blood was lost."
"The Holy Son hopes to spread the word to all walks of life. If he is Ye Qingyun's flesh and blood, he can come to Fuyun Mountain to recognize his relatives."
"The Holy Son...is responsible for everything!"
Chapter completed!