บท 2021: Aren’t you the little scoundrel?

"Hmph! Even if I turn to dust, I will still recognize this little scoundrel!" The old man said angrily and came forward with a shout. "Little scoundrel, don't sleep. The old man knows that you pretend to be asleep! Get up at once!"

Feng Jiu rubbed her eyes and opened her eyes. When she saw the crowd surrounding her, she was startled and patted her chest. "Why are you standing in a circle around me? I just took a nap. Is something wrong?"

"Kid, stop pretending, don't you dare say you don't recognize this old man!" Sage Hun Yuan suddenly put his face right in front of Feng Jiu and stared at her furiously.

Feng Jiu blinked and shook her head. "This elderly gentleman, I don't know you!" Then she asked cautiously, "Have we met before?"