Indeed, a little liar.

"Enough, Mother! I won't allow you to speak of Godfather like that. If it weren't for Godfather's help this time, Mother would have frozen to death in the ice cellar. So if Mother says another bad thing about Godfather, Xiaotong will never talk to Mother again!" Xiaotong suddenly raised his little head, pouting in discontent as he lectured Ming Xi.

Little did he know, these words almost blasted Ming Xi into smithereens!

Damn! No way? This little squirt had switched sides to Godfather's camp just like that?

"Hey, you unfilial brat, are you trying to rebel? How dare you talk back to your mother? Do you believe I'll spank your little bottom right now?!" Ming Xi glared at Xiaotong with utter dissatisfaction. Seeing that Ming Xi was about to discipline him, Xiaotong hurriedly and grievance-heartedly moved his little legs, running over to Shi Zhiyan and quickly hiding behind him, poking his little head out to stare at Ming Xi.

Shi Zhiyan couldn't help but marvel at how clever this little imp was, asking with sudden curiosity, "...Do you trust me that much?"

"Of course Xiaotong trusts Godfather! Besides, Xiaotong has missed Godfather so much these past two days =w=, did Godfather miss Xiaotong?"

"Of course I did! With Xiaotong being so cute, how could Godfather not miss him?" Shi Zhiyan squatted down slightly, poking Xiaotong's little cheek, unable to stop himself from thinking how shrewd this little brat was.

"Then... how much did you miss me? Were you thinking of me every single hour?"

"..."

"If Godfather was thinking of Xiaotong every single hour, then Xiaotong will tell Godfather a secret!"

"What secret?"

Seeing Shi Zhiyan and Xiaotong acting so affectionately, Ming Xi felt a rather sour taste in her heart.

What on earth were these two up to? Whispering and all? They couldn't possibly be bad-mouthing her, could they?

"Does Godfather want to hear about something fun that happened these past two days?"

"Of course I do."

"Then Xiaotong will tell Godfather! The most fun part was that on our way up the mountain, Xiaotong and Mother ran into bandits!"

"No way? How terrifying! And then?"

"And then? Then you wouldn't know, Godfather, but in order to keep our travel money, Mother actually took off her clothes right in front of the bandits to sell her dignity!"

What? Sell her dignity? Upon hearing this, Shi Zhiyan nearly turned to stone! That rebellious girl actually sold her dignity? With that figure of hers...

"Shocking, right, Godfather? You've seen Mother's figure before, haven't you? It's practically as flat as a board, but those bandit uncles actually fell for it..."

Xiaotong grinned mischievously as he recounted this to Shi Zhiyan, completely unaware that the top of Ming Xi's head was practically smoking, with veins continuously bulging. She glared at Xiaotong with a face full of dark lines, and smiled sinisterly: "Good son, what kind of bad things are you saying about your mother?!"

"Uh, no, not at all! Xiaotong was just... just telling Godfather that the Spirit-Devouring Beast is injured, and asking Godfather to treat its wounds!" Xiaotong said as he hugged the Spirit-Devouring Beast tightly, looking aggrieved. Shi Zhiyan couldn't help but think that this kid was a genuine little liar!

"Cut the crap! Do you take your mother for deaf? How dare you say I'm as flat as a board?"

"It's true anyway..." Xiaotong muttered.

"What?!" Ming Xi raised her voice, itching to rush over and pinch Xiaotong's ears. Seeing that the situation was turning south, Xiaotong quickly changed the subject: "Uh, right! Let's not talk about this anymore! Xiaotong suddenly thought of a very important question————does Godfather happen to know an uncle named Gong Mochan?"

What the hell?! Shi Zhiyan was stunned upon hearing this, extremely sensitive to that name: "Gong Mochan? What Gong Mochan?"

"It's just that the Spirit-Devouring Beast and the bandit uncle were chatting about an uncle from the Nanxi Kingdom named Gong Mochan. I heard that uncle is in the same profession as Godfather, and he's very formidable too. Do you know him, Godfather?"

Shi Zhiyan froze for a few seconds, his gaze shifting to the Spirit-Devouring Beast in Xiaotong's arms. The Spirit-Devouring Beast met Shi Zhiyan's gaze with a calm expression, remaining silent.

"Do you know this uncle, Godfather?" Xiaotong asked curiously, "I heard he seems very powerful. Is he as powerful as you, Godfather?"