Junior Sister, Let Go! I'm Your Master's Wife!

Many years later, standing at the summit of the path to immortality, she would look up and then down, seeing green mountains wreathed in mist and the bustle of mortal life nearby, while the wind swept the clouds away and the immortals remained far beyond reach.

Li Yingzhen would think back to those distant afternoons when her master took her to meet each of her junior sisters.

Every one of them was respectful to their elders and kind to their juniors.

Her second junior sister was as gentle as water. (Note: Picking on her is like picking on a ball of cotton! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~)

Her third junior sister hated evil with a passion. (Note: She blows up at the slightest provocation. Don't mess with her, I'm scared. Σ(°△°|||))

Her fourth junior sister was quick-witted and clever. (Note: Honestly, what a little imp. (๑‾㉨‾᷅๑))

Her youngest junior sister, well, had a very healthy appetite. (Note: None.)

Of course, Li Yingzhen had plenty of thoughts she wanted to share about each of her junior sisters.

But right now, all she wanted to say was, “Junior sister, please let go. I'm your master's wife!”