Zhang Qing, a young archaeologist, unexpectedly lost his life while excavating an ancient tomb. But a jade pendant took him to a world of unparalleled wonder.
Tianming frowned and asked, “Yue’er, why do you call him Fifth Uncle Zhang? Why do I have to call him that too?”
Yue’er covered her mouth and giggled. “Tianming, Fifth Uncle is really powerful. Calling him that won’t hurt you. Just look, he even brought Sister Rong back to life! And that nasty Wei Zhuang doesn’t seem to dare make a move, either.”
Xiang Yu folded his arms. “Tianming, you don’t have to call me big brother, but you absolutely have to call him Fifth Uncle Zhang! Otherwise, you’re going to regret it.”
Tianming waved a hand and said, “Just you watch, Xiang Yu. I’m not calling him that. What’s he going to do about it?”
Yue’er tugged at Tianming. “If you keep this up, I won’t talk to you anymore, Tianming.”
Tianming hurriedly replied, “Yue’er, don’t stop talking to me! I, I, I’ll call him Fifth Uncle, all right?”
Just then, a voice came from behind them: “I’m not interested in hearing it anyway!”
