The soul is noisy, and the thousand-year-old jade steps are crushed on the first day of apprenticeship.
The master and the four senior brothers could all hear what she was thinking.
She doesn't know.
So when she stared at Master's abdominal muscles and frantically scrolled the screen, Master handed over a cup of tea with an expressionless face: "Have you seen enough?"
When she secretly compiled gossip about the senior brothers, the four senior brothers collectively became red-eyed.
Refining alchemy and blowing up the alchemy room? Brother Xiu. Cutting the mountain with a sword? Brother Ping. Coil the mountain-protecting formation into a ball of wool? The master said: "The weaving is good."
Everyone in the family is guessing about the origin of this little junior sister who broke up the family.
Only Master writes on the last page of the diary every night: Today she demolished three more rooms, how cute.
