Ye Zhaoye stole seven eggs, planning to sell them to buy a boat and retire for good.
A buyer offered fifty thousand, when suddenly a voice from inside one of the eggs cried, "You wretched disciple!"
Oh no. She'd stolen her master.
She immediately changed her tune. "These are my disciple eggs. Raise them well and they'll be dutiful. They're retirement-friendly spirit beasts." Later, the empress who'd been hunting her down, the demon clan's young lord she'd once swindled, and others hatched one after another. Not one of them had any money, and every last one wanted to order her around.
Ye Zhaoye held up her food bowl. "Call me Big Sis and I'll give you extra meat today."
Then, just as she carried a phoenix into the city to claim a reward, she ran straight into the empress's funeral.
Phoenix: "Take me inside!"
She looked at the funeral banners filling the city, then at the glutton in her arms.
Good news: Her food expenses were covered.
Bad news: First, she'd have to get her patron removed from the burial list.
