Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

The reason why my master has changed recently, becoming more humane and caring about others... is probably because of this man.

She had never seen her master like this before, so genuinely happy and joyful.

She had always thought that her master would never change, and that she would always be the person closest to him, but... why did it turn out this way...?

Her towering master was the little girl in his arms.

The ridiculous thing is, she still thought they were trying to get close to her. It was clearly her who was trying to get close; they were a couple, so what was she, an outsider?

All my fantasies were shattered.

The truth is so cruel.

What's even more tragic is that, even though she was so sad, when her master touched her forehead, she felt that things weren't so bad. Her master was still her master, and that was good enough.

Xuan's complex inner changes went unnoticed by Chen Ming and A Fu, but were noticed by the demon Cerberus.

The dog almost burst out laughing. The devil doesn't know anything about tenderness and compassion; he only knows that shrimp and pork heart are delicious.

She tugged at Chen Ming's shoulder, stood on it, and then jumped onto A Fu's head, clinging to A Fu's gray hair.

"Ok?"

Afu glanced at the top of his head with his gray eyes, and then, in order to reach out and lift Cerberus down, he removed his hand from Xuan's forehead.

He held Cerberus in his arms and asked—

"Sister Cerberus, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Cerberus nestled adorably in Afu's arms... She seemed even flatter than the landlady, was it just my imagination? But she was still quite soft, and she snuggled comfortably into Afu's embrace.

Then, when neither Afu nor Chen Ming noticed, the red eyes glanced at Xuan with a playful look, causing Xuan to be slightly taken aback.

This dog can talk, can it?

What's with that provocative expression? It's clearly saying—

"I can get this close to Afu, can you?"

Shrimp and pork heart, bad dog.

Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

I've never wanted dog meat stew as much as I do now. It's true what they say, like owner, like dog.

Xuan Qian was furious with Chen Ming and glared at him.

"Ok?"

Chen Ming noticed Xuan's gaze. Why did it seem like he had angered Senior Xuan?

He thought for a moment and said to Afu—

"Dongyi wasn't here, so it was Senior Xuan who brought me here and showed me around the school. She's such a good person."

Since Xuanxuejie likes Afu so much, praising her in front of Afu should make her very happy, right? Although he doesn't know how he made her angry, Chen Ming is speaking up for her to try and please her.

But now, hearing those words...

You are a good person...

He touched his chest again, desperately trying to suppress the urge to vomit blood; it felt like a knife had been stabbed into his heart.

Cerberus, somewhat reluctantly, stretched out his claws to cover his eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

Master... is perhaps more demonic than the devil himself...

Chapter 288 The White-Haired Little Girl

Dongyi went to the teacher by himself and handed in his homework.

It was originally a very simple thing...

"Hmm? You've actually improved! You lazybones, are you really studying?"

She sat in her seat, looking at the homework Dongyi had handed in... It looked like it had just been copied. Like he'd gotten back to school and immediately copied homework from an old friend to hand in...

She raised her eyes and looked at Dongyi, who was shrinking his head.

Dong felt a chill run down his spine.

Wow, what's that old monster doing here?

Dongyi secretly glanced at the person sitting behind him. She was a young girl with long, flowing white hair that reached her ankles. Her eyes were somewhat languid, revealing a hint of kindness and helplessness.

She wore a piece of white jade on her head, pasted on her forehead. She sat cross-legged on the chair barefoot, exuding a carefree and unpretentious air.

There are several metal rings on the ankles and wrists, with mysterious patterns engraved on them.

She propped her head up with one hand, while flipping through Dong Yi's homework with the other. She shook her head and sighed from time to time, looking somewhat mature, but the little tiger teeth peeking out from her mouth made her look rather cute.

Dong had always felt unlucky, thinking he would never run into this old guy, but now he had actually bumped into him.

She tried to say—

"Um, I've already handed in my assignment, so I'll be going now..."

He was about to leave when he said that.

"and many more."

The white-haired girl smiled, and a white cat tail extended from behind her, gently wrapping around Dongyi's hand, and said—

"It's been so long since we last met, isn't there anything you want to say to me?"

No, no.

Dong Yi was slightly flustered.

"Ok?"

The white-haired girl squinted at Dong Yi, using her tail to sense her physical condition.

His expression froze slightly, then he smiled and said—

"What's going on with you, child? You've come up with a dual cultivation method... Hmm, you shouldn't be the type to come up with something like this. It must be A-Fu, right? I sensed a trace of her."

After only a brief contact, he guessed the truth of the matter quite accurately. It was clear that the path to dual cultivation lay with Chen Ming, and Dong Yi was probably just an ordinary Chi Xin.

The white-haired girl shook her head. She hadn't expected that someone as serious as A-Fu would get involved. He seemed to be a bit of a closet pervert.

She placed her hands on the table, looked at Dong Yi, and said—

"Are the people you've chosen reliable? Although I trust A-Fu's judgment, as someone entrusted to you by your parents, I still want to ask."

"...What do you mean by trusting A-Fu's judgment? Don't you trust me?"

Dongyi was unconvinced, just like a child.

The white-haired girl raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying—

"Of course not, but you're young, you might act impulsively?"

"Hmph, I chose this husband myself. Afu is just riding on my coattails."

Dong Yi held her head high and puffed out her chest. A Fu was just a little maid, and she was the real wife.

Although he's a good-for-nothing, his status in the family is probably even lower than that of a dog.

"Um……"

The white-haired girl tilted her head. She hadn't expected that this good-for-nothing could cling to a husband. Thinking about it, she even felt a little guilty for the man.

However, having Afu accompany you to stick it on makes the good and bad outweigh each other, so it's just right.

She nodded and said—

"Now that you have a sucker... oh no, I mean, a partner for dual cultivation, then work harder. I'll raise your semester goals a bit."

"Huh? No way, I protest!"

Dong Yi was, of course, opposed to it.

But the little girl with white hair smiled, crossed her arms, tilted her head, and said—

"Objection overruled."

"Why should this happen? Even teachers don't go this far."

"Just because I'm the principal, little girl."

The white cat stretched out its tail and tapped Dongyi's head.

Dongyi puffed out his cheeks.

That wretched old monster.

……

……

Xuan really wanted to explode.

This is outrageous!

But seeing her master there, she lost the courage to flip the table, not wanting to embarrass him. She could only silently suffer internal injuries from holding it all in.

Resentment, resentment, resentment...

The resentment emanating from Xuan was almost tangible as he glared fiercely at Chen Ming.

He blinked, wondering what was wrong and if he had done something wrong.

He clearly felt that he had been with so many girls, and had seen all kinds of girls, so he was already a seasoned veteran.

But it seems that truly understanding girls is still a long way off.

Whoosh!

A sword light flew over from afar, and Dong Yi arrived looking annoyed, complaining—

"This is really bad luck."

"You're back. What's up?"