Wait a minute, where is my master?

Fatty's face flashed with uncontrollable excitement.

He gingerly picked up the "Detoxification Pill" in his hand and brought it to his nose, taking a deep breath of the exotic fragrance it emitted.

As if on a pilgrimage, he placed the "Detoxification Pill" into his mouth.

Embracing the idea of savoring it thoroughly, the moment the pill touched his mouth, Fatty gently crushed it with the tip of his tongue.

Then...

An indescribable taste traveled along his taste buds, through his nasal passage, and directly into his brain.

"Σ_(꒪ཀ꒪」∠) Ugh!!!"

"This tastes exactly like that poison pill I ate three months ago..."

Fatty, struggling to suppress his nausea, swallowed the now fragmented "Detoxification Pill."

However, since the pill had shattered, even though he swallowed it immediately, that indescribable taste lingered between his lips and teeth.

For the first time in his life, Fatty profoundly hated the idiom "lingering flavor."

He raised his plump hand to his throat, preventing himself from retching in front of his ancestor. Then, he turned his head and glared at the orange cat that had tricked him into eating the pill.

"Ugh... Little Yuan, how is it... ugh, isn't the taste of this pill unmatched in heaven and earth... ugh!"

As a gourmet, the orange cat also used the tip of his tongue when he first tried the "Detoxification Pill."

Thus, his mouth was also filled with that indescribable taste.

Confronted with the orange cat's telepathic teasing, Fatty's eyes bulged out.

However, he didn't respond verbally.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, he genuinely feared that if he opened his mouth, he might vomit directly.

Jin Xu watched the entire spectacle of this man and cat.

A hint of a smile inadvertently crept up the corners of his mouth.

He withdrew his gaze and saluted the elder of Kunlun Immortal Palace.

"Senior Chi, if there's nothing else, Jin has another meeting arranged and must take his leave now," he said.

"Taoist, please wait, I came here not only to apologize with this unworthy young one but also to discuss a matter of great importance concerning the safety of the Nine Provinces Realm," the elder interjected.

Jin Xu, hearing this, stopped the step he was about to take and looked up at Senior Chi with a very solemn and serious gaze.

He turned to glance at the street, which was gradually filling up with merchants and pedestrians, and spoke softly.

"This is not a good place to talk. How about you come with me to my residence to discuss it in detail?" he suggested.

"That would be excellent, please lead the way, Jin Taoist," the elder agreed.

The young Taoist nodded slightly and began walking towards the royal venue where they were staying, accompanied by the two ladies.

Seeing this, the elder of the Immortal Palace customarily picked up Fatty and the orange cat from the ground and hurried to follow them.

As a result.

The man and the cat, without any warning, vomited!

...

...

In the hour of the Tiger.

Inside Shangjing City.

Some streets were still brightly lit and bustling with noise.

Places that Xu Qian often visited, for instance.

But on the street where Yixiang Building was located, there were only a few pedestrians left, and most businesses had already closed down.

Even Yixiang Building, which had been thriving recently in the city, had a waiter at the front door preparing to close up for the night.

In the night sky at that moment.

A full moon hung high, illuminating the slightly dark streets.

The waiter hummed an unknown folk tune, preparing to fit the last board into the slot to hurry back to the courtyard and read his newly purchased, extremely horrifying book of ghost stories.

But a sudden chill breeze arose, rustling the debris on the street and bringing a dark cloud in front of the high-hanging moon.

Temporarily obscuring the light that was cast upon the earth.

"The weather's getting colder day by day."

The waiter shrank his neck from the cold wind and muttered to himself, with the stories he had read in recent days flashing through his mind.

He couldn't help feeling a chill up his spine.

His hands didn't stop, and he quickly slotted the board into its groove.

Then, he pressed firmly on several boards to ensure they were secure. Satisfied, he patted his hands, hummed a tune to bolster his courage, and turned toward the direction of the backyard.

But just as the waiter turned,

a skinny hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and silently landed on his shoulder.

He instinctively turned to look.

At the sight of the skinny hand, his pupils shrank to pinpoints in an instant, and the tune he was humming turned into a scream.

"The pointed tip of the peach leaf... Ahhh! What the hell is that!!"

The waiter panicked, turned around, and unwittingly took several steps back. Not until he could retreat no more, his back pressed against the board, did he realize that he should have run straight away.

But now... the waiter felt as if his legs were filled with lead, unable to move even half a step further.

He said frantically to the indistinct shadow in front of him,

"I'm telling you, this is the capital of the Great Xia in Shangjing City, the city is full of patrol guards and skilled soldiers, and my Great Xia Empress and the Royal uncle are unmatched Immortals above and below heaven!

"You, a malicious spirit, had better surrender promptly. Even if you devour me, you definitely won't be able to escape Shangjing City!

"Besides, I'm so skinny, I wouldn't taste good. If you really want to eat, we have a Fatty Liu in the backyard, he's plump and fleshy, definitely tastier. You... You don't come closer!"

Amid the waiter's frantic ramblings, the shadow slowly approached, moving at the speed of ghostly fires from desolate graves.

"Don't... cough, stop shouting, it's me."

A weak, hoarse voice came from the shadow, but it did not stop the waiter in front of her, who had lost his senses from fright.

Granny Meng frowned tightly under her human skin mask. On any other day, she would have slapped to death anyone so noisy.

But now... she still had to prioritize the bigger picture.

She laboriously moved in front of the half-kneeling waiter, lifted her dry hand, and slapped the back of his head.

"Stop screaming, it's me, Granny Tang!"

Granny Meng raised her voice a few notches.

The waiter, kneeling on the ground, frantically lifted up his face, soaked with snot and tears.

Just then, another cool breeze passed by, carrying away the cloud that had obscured the moonlight.

The bright moonlight once again dispersed the darkness on the street into the corners.

"Tang... Granny Tang?"

The waiter wiped the tears from his eyes and called out unclearly.

To help the other party recognize her identity, Granny Meng further bent her hunched body and brought her wrinkled face closer to his eyes.

"Whew, huh~"

The waiter let out a long sigh of relief, and his features, squeezed together in terror, gradually relaxed.

At that moment, due to the commotion they caused, the previously dark Yixiang Building lit up a little.

Along the path leading to the backyard, the sound of soft footsteps could be heard.

Granny Meng, sensing the movements around her, was about to strain herself to stand upright.

Suddenly, the kneeling waiter spoke up.