244 - Mistress, I Was Wrong

## Chapter 244: Little Worm "What does it have to do with you?" As Dongfang Minghui led Mu Sheng and the others into the Longevity Cauldron, they overheard Lien speak angrily. In her impression, Lien was always a rule-abiding young man, never revealing any emotion, not even when confronted with old friends from the Cyril Tribe. He was reserved by nature. Yet he repeatedly broke his composure when facing Yu Chi Shou. Curious, Dongfang Minghui looked toward Lien and Yu Chi Shou, who were eyeing each other. “What are you two doing?” Lien awkwardly cleared his throat, quickly stepping back a few paces as if trying to maintain a distance from Yu Chi Shou. “Shaman, did you come to see Toothless?” Dongfang Minghui shook her head slightly, stealing a glance at Yu Chi Shou. His typical nonchalant demeanor—thick brows and bright eyes—lent him a somewhat roguish air. “I have something I need your help with.” Yu Chi Shou glanced at her, then at Lien, finding Dongfang Minghui's consistent gaze at him somewhat incredulous. He burst into laughter. “Me? You're asking me for help? You do realize the cost of my help is steep.” Minghui had long experienced this high-minded attitude from him, and she didn't want to argue. “What cost?” “Don't,” Mu Sheng warned, eyeing Yu Chi Shou warily. Seeing him demand compensation at such a critical time only heightened his displeasure. “The cost...” Yu Chi Shou's eyes flickered. “When the Dragon Clan's land is opened, you and your people must leave.” Zhi Lan, beside them, snapped, “Yu Chi Shou, don't push your luck.” Yu Chi Shou shrugged it off casually, “Yes, I'm pushing my luck. Now will she still ask for my help?” Dongfang Minghui watched him with calmness, then turned toward the ice coffin, gazing at the person inside. When she gently touched it, a cold sensation seeped through her fingers, quickly spreading frost over her hand. If she hadn't withdrawn quickly, she might have been frozen solid. “Shaman.” A nearby beast kindly reminded, “Quan Zhu and the ice coffin have merged; it is this way.” Yu Chi Shou chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude, then lamented, “Your quick reflex saved you; otherwise, you'd be stuck here with the Young Master in this Longevity Cauldron.” Mu Sheng was infuriated, nearly losing his temper, but Zhi Lan restrained him. A flicker of anger appeared in Dongfang Minghui's eyes briefly before dissipating. Lien shot Yu Chi Shou a fierce look, exclaiming indignantly, “Yu Chi Shou, you knew and didn't warn the Shaman! Without the Shaman's and the bigger lord's help, would you and your Young Master still be safe here? Do you suppose you'd locate the Dragon Clan’s land by yourselves? Your ingratitude is astounding.” Yu Chi Shou, seeing Lien's livid expression, snorted lightly. “Kid, I did save your life once. And this is how you repay your lifesaver, by siding with an outsider?” “Wasn't I just learning from you?” Lien retorted, and then moved closer to Dongfang Minghui. “Shaman, I'll do it for you.” Dongfang Minghui shook her head silently. Besides the Dragon Clan, recognition of the Dragon Clan people was challenging for anyone. She suddenly chuckled, “Earlier, we fished a creature from the river, about five to six meters long. It looked like a snake but had legs. Now it's fled back into the river with the golden silk net. If it were a dragon hatchling, we've undoubtedly made an enemy. Before finding the Dragon Clan's land, we'd face attacks from dragons. But that’s of no consequence; we have this Longevity Cauldron to evade them with ease. Sadly, Toothless may have to remain in this ice coffin for some time.” Standing half a meter from the ice coffin, she gently said, “Toothless, trust that you won't blame me and Seventh Sister.” Upon hearing this, Yu Chi Shou hurriedly asked, “Where is that snake-like creature?” Dongfang Minghui coldly hummed, pretending not to hear, while hoping the Ding Ding could capture that slippery thing. The Longevity Cauldron interior was as stable as a rock, with no fluctuations, leaving her unaware of the outside situation. Underwater, Ding Ding swam freely, his vision extending far ahead as the golden silk net flickered away, prompting him to chase after it swiftly. “Not allowed to escape.” The golden silk net flitted like a fish’s tail. Angry, Ding Ding grabbed the golden silk net, only to find that the slippery creature had escaped somewhere along the way. Inside the net was a small snake around its size, coiled up similarly, looking deceptively alike from afar. “Little Nine, Little Nine, something's wrong.” Inside the Longevity Cauldron, the beast flinched upon seeing Ding Ding, trying to make itself inconspicuous by curling into a ball, but its large size betrayed it. Dongfang Minghui exhaled a sigh of relief upon seeing Ding Ding with the golden silk net, only to be puzzled when she examined it more closely. “This is—?” Ding Ding tossed aside the swapped creature from the golden silk net, fuming, “It ran away.” Yu Chi Shou sighed, “Don’t joke. That's just a snake, not a dragon.” “Ran away?” Dongfang Minghui crouched to examine the golden silk net, tightening it just enough to make the creature inside roll its eyes in discomfort. The beauty of the net was its adaptability to the size of its captive. That gave them confidence in the net’s grip on the little creature, yet it had escaped unscathed. “Did it perhaps use some method of substitution?” Ding Ding flitted back and forth restlessly, agitated. “Little Nine, Little Nine, what do we do now?” “Ding Ding, seek out the mountain stream Seventh Sister mentioned yesterday.” Ding Ding, being clever, recalled things quite well, quickly orienting himself like a fish darting in water, filled with joy. A rapid clicking echoed from the water surface, ripples forming circles around Ding Ding. Encircled by the waves, he looked around curiously, then splashed through the ripples with some difficulty. The ripples acted like steps, each one draining him considerably. Ding Ding, a carefree fellow, simply assumed he'd encountered something fun. He darted out of the curious circle before the ripples could fully converge, playfully splashing before continuing his search. Once he was gone from sight, one, two, then three snake-like creatures gathered, soon joined by a dozen, appearing to be both snake and dragon, communicating via water. “Hiss—” An odd sound bypassed Ding Ding’s ears, prompting him to glance back. Seeing no more than the expanding ripples where he'd swum, he turned back to his path, soon locating the mountain stream Qian Wanyu mentioned. After searching around and finding no sign of Qian Wanyu and the others, Ding Ding found a place for Dongfang Minghui to stand. Splashing about playfully in the water, he exclaimed, “Little Nine, Little Nine, they’re not here.” Dongfang Minghui surveyed the distance, noting the waterfall was close enough for the coldness to still be visible in the water. “Ding Ding, did anything strange happen on your way here?” Without thinking, Ding Ding answered, “Nope.” “Perhaps I overthought it?” She stood on a rock in the stream for about half an hour, listening to the waterfall’s roar in the otherwise unnervingly quiet area. “Seventh Sister said to go to the other side of the stream. Ding Ding, let's mark this place so she knows we were here.” “Okay,” Ding Ding rose from the water, showering Dongfang Minghui with droplets as he flapped his wings merrily. Looking at Ding Ding helplessly while wiping her face, Dongfang Minghui flicked his head lightly with her fingers. “Ding Ding, leave your footprints on this stone.” Obediently, Ding Ding kicked the stone, which promptly crumbled to pieces. Slightly exasperated, she inscribed 'seven' and 'nine' on another stone, pulling Ding Ding back when he seemed about to kick again. “Ding Ding, wait, let's leave another mark if I find a metal surface.” Stone was too fragile. The stream had a stone pathway splitting left and right. Dongfang Minghui chose the right path, noting not only rock of varying sizes but also a lush abundance of greenery. As they moved further away, the stone marked by Dongfang Minghui suddenly plopped into the water, creating ripples that quickly vanished. **"Little Nine, Little Nine, let's leave a mark here."** Because no footprints had been left earlier, Ding Ding became fixated on leaving marks, longing to stamp trees or rocks every three steps. Naturally, Dongfang Minghui wouldn't allow it; these trees and rocks couldn't withstand Ding Ding's playful kicks. **"Did you see a few people passing this way?"** **"Yes, yes."** Busy communicating with the greenery sprouting from the water beside the rocks, Dongfang Minghui missed Ding Ding quickly marking a rock with its footprint and then attempting the same on a tree trunk. His step was too forceful, causing an old tree to groan for several moments and shed its leaves noisily. **"Ding Ding!"** Ding Ding quickly took to the air, lingering in the sky, pitifully muttering, **"I didn't mean it."** Knowing it wasn't intentional, Dongfang Minghui was nonetheless troubled. The groaning tree, resembling the lament of an old, suffering man, echoed in her ears. She hastily offered up freshly concocted spirit liquid. **"Old gentleman, I'm truly sorry on its behalf. Ding Ding's playful, meant no harm."** **"No harm? That kick almost snapped my waist."** **"Really sorry."** Dongfang Minghui poured several bottles of spirit liquid, and Ding Ding sniffed at the magical potion, reminded of the medicine needed when Toothless was sick. He curiously flew down, gazing at the leaf-shedding tree, stating, **"Little Nine, Little Nine, is it sick?"** **"Ding Ding."** **"Ah."** Dongfang Minghui caught its wing, **"Trees and plants can’t be marked. Look for metal to leave your mark, understood?"** Ding Ding, seeing the previously marked stone split in two behind them, innocently nodded. **"But why?"** Dongfang Minghui planned to explain Ding Ding’s uniqueness. **"Wait a moment."** **"Old gentleman, are you calling me?"** **"I heard you asking about some people. Who are they to you?"** Without thinking much, Dongfang Minghui answered truthfully, **"They're family, very important people. Did you see them?"** **"Oh,"** the old tree swayed, **"Why have you appeared here? This is not your place."** **"We're searching for the Dragon Clan's land to escort a friend home. We stumbled here unwittingly, not meaning to offend the souls here. Please forgive us,"** Dongfang Minghui, recognizing the old tree’s cautious tone, responded graciously. Being of the Longevity Tribe, her inherent affinity with plants shone through, winning over even the old tree. **"Your friends didn't pass this way; you should return."** **"Ah?"** Dongfang Minghui was incredulous. It was her first encounter where riverside grass said "yes" while an old tree said to return—**"Pig Immortal Grass, plants aren’t supposed to lie."** In her understanding, these charming beings were always forthright. **"Hmm, one must be lying,"** Pig Immortal Grass mused, twirling its pig’s tail into a knot, **"Listen to it, try walking back."** Ding Ding, growing frustrated from not garnering her attention, soared back and forth. **"Little Nine, why are you ignoring me? I'm getting upset."** Squatting, Dongfang Minghui gathered fallen leaves, **"Ding Ding, we’re going back."** **"Not looking for them anymore?"** **"No."** Cheerfully, Ding Ding settled atop her head, mumbled, **"Little Nine, let’s go fishing."** With a heightened sense of caution, Dongfang Minghui gave the surrounding grass a sideways glance as they returned promptly to where they had started. **"Ding Ding, do you remember the stone where we marked earlier?"** **"Yes, yes,"** Ding Ding, thinking she was testing him, circled around, perplexed to find it gone after several searches. **"Little Nine, odd, the stone vanished."** Scanning the area, Dongfang Minghui asked, **"Pig Immortal Grass, do you smell anything strange?"** **"Nothing."** **"If something is in the water, not smelling it makes sense."** Holding a few leaves, Dongfang Minghui stood by the water, hurling them as blades toward any ripple. A series of crimson hues spread underwater, a faint blood scent entering her nose. Seeing this, Ding Ding, awestruck, eyed the pile of leaves in her hand, greatly impressed. **"Little Nine, Little Nine, that’s fun, teach me."** Before finishing his sentence, gigantic tails lashed toward them. Dongfang Minghui deftly dodged, while Ding Ding, struck by a massive tail, spun through the air, taking ten rolls before stopping, stars spinning in its vision. **"Incoming,"** Pig Immortal Grass warned. **"Mhm,"** Dongfang Minghui, unworried about Ding Ding. Glancing over at the numerous dragon-like creatures hidden in the stream. **"Seventh Sister possibly faced them too."** **"Focus on yourself, avoid being dragged under."** Dongfang Minghui was well aware. Not knowing how to swim, even if she could, underwater battling such creatures was impossible. **"Ding Ding."** Ding Ding, rubbing its head, realized it had been hit. **"Little Nine, Little Nine."** **"Get Yu Chi Shou out, others stay in the Longevity Cauldron with Toothless."** When Ding Ding quickly tossed Yu Chi Shou from the Cauldron, begrudgingly, but on seeing the situation, he became serious. **"Are these the creatures you mentioned?"** **"Yes."** **"Not dragons, quite ferocious though,"** Yu Chi Shou identified the hulking beasts underwater. **"What are they?"** **"Unclear, but tales speak of a pseudo dragon clan, exiled by Dragon God—indolent, opportunistic failures, unable to shape-shift regardless of how cultivated."** Dongfang Minghui recalled her pseudo-dragon but noted its distinctiveness. Her Small Gold Pseudo-Dragon, unlike these, could transform after absorbing celestial energy. **"Seventh Sister's group might be caught in the water. Help me find their lair."** Yu Chi Shou, having weighed benefits in the Cauldron, surprisingly agreed without snark. **"How did you provoke them?"** Dongfang Minghui, dodging another tail sweep, launched more projectiles, her leaves turning to plum blossom nails. **"They want to pull me in."** Ding Ding yanked Dongfang Minghui into the air, griping, **"Little Nine, they’re awful, really hurt me."** Seizing the chance, Yu Chi Shou transformed into a large fire dragon, sweeping the four tails far before diving into the water with a great splash. **"Ding Ding, take me down to assist."** Yet, submerged, Dongfang Minghui flopped like a dead fish. Ding Ding quickly moved her into the Longevity Cauldron for others to attend to. **"Shaman."** **"Minghui, how are you?"** Mu Sheng rushed to her side. **"Cough—"** Promised to learn swimming; years beat by water, Dongfang Minghui spat out mouthfuls of water, feeling quite uncomfortable drenched, **"I am fine."** **"Little Nine, did something happen to the lady?"** Zhi Lan shrewdly estimated the situation. Dongfang Minghui surveyed the group, relieved that Seventh Sister left them behind; else nobody could care for themselves amidst chaos, “Not dragons." Mu Sheng interpreted quickly, **"Minghui, you mean what you treated wasn’t a dragon?"** Exerting spiritual power, Dongfang Minghui felt drier. **"Yu Chi Shou confirmed it; speaking unclearly, but they’re safe."** "Turns out it's not a dragon," Mu Sheng lamented, "I thought we had stumbled upon the Dragon Clan so quickly, thought we were lucky. What a waste of excitement." Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but grin at his naivety, although she herself had fostered a glimmer of hope. “Finding the Dragon Clan’s land isn’t that easy, though Yu Chi Shou’s words did confirm that we’re headed in the right direction.” **"Little Nine, how are the others now?"** **"Sister Zhi Lan, don't worry. I've already dispatched Yu Chi Shou to search. If Seventh Sister's group was ambushed by the river, they’re likely taken to the creatures' lair..."** --- Qian Wanyu and her group had, indeed, encountered similar circumstances to what Dongfang Minghui predicted. However, they were proactive, tracking the creatures to their lair rather than being dragged there. While deciding which path to take through the mountain stream, they were distracted by a piercing sound, followed by ripples emanating through the water. Staring too long induced dizziness. Pretending to faint, they allowed themselves to be dragged into the water. Once the hulking creatures deposited them into a foul-smelling cave, they confidently swam away, leaving the group alone. Feigning unconsciousness, each sat up. Their surroundings were dismal, reeking of decay from the depths of the cave. The cave seemed to be a storage space for rotting food, and, unfortunately, they were considered potential food too. **"Seems they're not dragons,"** Qian Wanyu observed no sign of anything worth exploring. **"Indeed,"** Qian Ziyan nodded apologetically, "despite resemblance, their ways greatly differ from the dragon’s pride and cleanliness." Supposedly, dragons adore beauty, cleanliness, and treasure, even needing their food to be exquisite. **"Ah,"** Little Fatty pointed outside, overwhelmed by the stench. Qian Wanyu pulled out the Water Thunder Whip, inspecting every corner, even the nauseating depths, but found nothing. “Let’s go.” As they emerged, they noticed the small creature Dongfang Minghui had healed, retreating swiftly upon seeing them. It opened its mouth, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. The sound pierced sharply, unusual as water ripples reappeared, converging toward them. **"That sound we heard by the stream earlier must've been it,"** Qian Yiling mentioned. **"If it’s here, could something have happened to Little Nine?"** Qian Wanyu’s heart skipped in panic but quickly reassured herself, **"Little Nine has Ding Ding, there will be no issue."** With Ding Ding, all worries vanished. **"Wanyu, what’s your plan now?"** **"Since Uncle says they're dragon-like, let's take some back for Little Nine to see the differences,"** Qian Wanyu answered, pulling out the Water Thunder Whip fiercely targeting the creature summoning its kin. **"Though Little Nine may be kind enough to save you, I won't be."** **"These ripple attacks are dangerous, be cautious and avoid encirclement,"** Qian Ziyan took out a harp from an iron box, strumming strings underwater to scatter the ripple patterns. Little Fatty positioned herself against the current; Little Bean Sprout opened its mouth with a loud, **"Ah—"** A powerful shockwave dispersed the surrounding ripples. Surprised, Little Fatty caressed Little Bean Sprout’s face. Qian Wanyu and the underwater group briefly fell under the influence of the sound, especially Qian Wanyu, who bore the brunt of Little Bean Sprout’s sonic assault. Her soul realm trembled, understanding now why Little Nine had Little Bean Sprout refrain from speaking. **"Need to remind it next time about this sort of thing."** **"Yu'er, you're bleeding?"** Qian Wanyu touched her nose, wiping away the trickle of blood. With a stern glance at Little Fatty and Little Bean Sprout, she sighed, **"Mom, are you alright?"** Qian Yiling and Qian Ziyan, distant from Little Fatty and buffered by water flow, felt their soul realms mildly rattle. Frightened, Little Bean Sprout hid behind Little Fatty, whispering, **"The little one fainted."** Little Fatty snagged it back, **"Let's go."** Yu Chi Shou, blood-streaked, reached them as the creatures stared vacantly at their departure. **"You guys okay?"** **"Ah, villain."** Seeing the creature in Little Fatty's grip, Ding Ding rushed, snatching it and used force to revive it. The creature, seeing Ding Ding, struggled weakly, screaming desperately—its sound, however, failed to affect Ding Ding. **"Ding Ding, where's Little Nine?"** **"Little Nine is inside."** **"Ding Ding, let's all go into your Longevity Cauldron. Escort us past the stream, find a place for us to rest."** **"Alright."** With Ding Ding intent on keeping the slippery creature, everyone entered the Longevity Cauldron, smoothly bypassing the water creatures. The creature's screams subsided as Ding Ding nearly crossed the stream. **"Transform."** **"Show me your transformation."** Irritated by its earlier escape, Ding Ding demanded, **"Turn now."** The creature tilted its head, observing Ding Ding crossing the stream. Ding Ding followed its glance, noticing the creatures seemingly waving goodbye. Annoyed, Ding Ding squeezed it, drawing blood until it fainted. Ding Ding pouted unhappily, **"Boring."** Wrapping the creature around its neck six times, it soared, spotting a path descending the mountain, hurriedly flying over. **"Little Nine, Little Nine, come out."** They barely rested when Ding Ding called out. Upon emerging, they found themselves on the surface, following a path downstream, beside the flowing water. Dongfang Minghui quickly noticed blood on Qian Wanyu’s collar, concerned. **"Seventh Sister, where’s that blood from?"** Instinctively, Qian Wanyu touched her nose. Satisfied the bleeding had stopped, she replied, **"It's nothing, probably someone else's blood."** **"Little Nine, Yu’er only had a nosebleed, it's fine,"** Qian Yiling watched the two, unsure whether to be happy or worried—happy their bond seemed strong, yet concerned they couldn’t part. **"Nosebleed!!!"** Dongfang Minghui, astonished by the revelation, gaped at Qian Wanyu, as if uncovering something new. **"Seventh Sister, you had a nosebleed."** Qian Wanyu felt uncomfortable under her stare, puzzled at the fuss over a simple nosebleed. Noticing the looped creature on Ding Ding’s neck, she cautioned, **"Ding Ding, it might bite, don’t wrap it around your neck."** Though toothless, it could strangle. Obediently, Ding Ding untangled it, discovering he'd unwittingly wound a vine—a commonplace sight in the forest. **"Don't let it escape,"** Dongfang Minghui reflexively shouted. Qian Wanyu, witnessing the transformation firsthand, was stunned, **"What was that earlier?"** Furious, Ding Ding flung the vine to the ground, flapping its wings for a better view, diving with a small splash into the water. **"That creature can substitute itself with something else,"** someone observed. **"So that's it."** Determined, everyone resumed searching meticulously. Ding Ding, meanwhile, dragged a limp creature before them, ruthlessly smashed it twice. **"Ding Ding, it’s dying."** **"o(￣ヘ￣o#)."** Ding Ding didn’t care, **"I'll lock it in a small black room."** Qian Wanyu quickly intervened, **"No, Toothless is in the Longevity Cauldron. This crafty thing could cause trouble."** Yu Chi Shou, who stood deep in thought, abruptly spoke, **"I finally know what they are."** **"What are they?"** "It’s a species called 'Hui.' They have two claws and typically reside underwater. Very few Hui develop intelligence. However, this one not only gained intelligence but also seems to have mastered ancient Hui abilities." Hui? Everyone was unfamiliar but curious, "What abilities does this Hui have?" "Remote substitution." Stunned, the entire group collectively gasped. Dongfang Minghui had already witnessed what this little creature could do and, despite its cunning, admitted, "An enviable ability." Qian Wanyu crouched to inspect the Hui. The ability to manipulate space and time would likely make people across the Seven-Colored Continent cautious. For example, had she this Hui while attempting to steal a Purple Cloud Fruit, she could have swapped it with a rotten apple without ever being detected, saving herself from a wild goose chase. It was the perfect accomplice for treasure hunting. **"Seventh Sister, what now?"** Dongfang Minghui felt at a loss. The Hui was completely non-verbal, making communication a challenge, compounded by its strong hostility and constant escape attempts. **"Revive it, it’s on the brink of death."** **"Tsk, you all are so violent,"** Yu Chi Shou remarked, casting a judging eye over the group. **"Longevity Cauldron, I wish to return to my Young Master."** Dongfang Minghui chuckled coldly, "Ding Ding, if he continues speaking like this, don’t let him into the Cauldron. Let him stew outside." Ding Ding adhered strictly to Dongfang Minghui's words, "Okay, Little Nine." **"Hey, hey, I just helped you guys,"** Yu Chi Shou protested. Ignoring the commotion, Dongfang Minghui knelt to heal the Hui, barely clinging to life after Ding Ding’s rough handling. Ding Ding perched in a tree, watching her efforts with great concern. Yu Chi Shou, recognizing he needed to appease Ding Ding, began, **"Hey, Ding Ding."** Ding Ding didn’t spare him a glance. **"Ding Ding, my dear Ding Ding, it was wrong of me earlier. Be magnanimous, let me into the Longevity Cauldron,"** Yu Chi Shou pleaded, almost kneeling in supplication. **"Little Nine said to leave you anxious. You don’t seem worried at all,"** Ding Ding noted with a side-eye. At those words, Yu Chi Shou nearly tumbled from the tree. **"Heavens, Little Ding Ding, look, I’m so anxious, I’m sweating!"** Unfazed, Ding Ding fluttered further away. **"Liar, your fiery power gives you away."** Yu Chi Shou: “……” The little creature indeed saw straight through him. Watching the big man chase the tiny spirit all over invoked an odd amusement in Qian Wanyu, "Little Sister, your method worked well." Dongfang Minghui, baffled, stayed detached, "Seventh Sister, we can’t trap or bind this Hui. Once it wakes, it’ll likely flee again." **"Well,"** Qian Wanyu said indifferently, "if it’s impossible, let it go." **"Pity,"** sighed Dongfang Minghui, "A last resort, but why didn’t its kin try to rescue it from Ding Ding? Weren’t its parents worried?" The little Hui opened one eye, peering at Dongfang Minghui. "Maybe it’s abandoned by its tribe?" Qian Wanyu speculated, guessing aimlessly—why else would none rescue it? **"So pitiful,"** Dongfang Minghui softened, treating it gentler. She was always tender toward such solitary creatures. **"Once healed, we’ll free it. Though Ding Ding might object then."** Upon hearing, Ding Ding swiftly perched on her shoulder, obediently asking, **"Little Nine, is it better?"** **"For now, it's still alive, but Ding Ding, you can't use force, or it will die."** **"Oh,"** Ding Ding nodded, adding, **"It's naughty and doesn't listen."** Dongfang Minghui patted its head but before she could respond, Yu Chi Shou interjected urgently, **"Human, I helped save them, yet you treat me like this? Let this spirit put me in!"** Raising her eyebrow, Qian Wanyu corrected, **"We were not saved by you."** Dongfang Minghui shrugged, "Yu Chi Shou, if you don’t learn respect, Ding Ding won’t admit you. Next time you call out ‘spirit’ or ‘Cauldron’ disrespectfully, forget about joining Toothless inside." **"Right,"** Ding Ding put his hands on his waist, cheeks puffed out indignantly, **"I’m called Ding Ding."** Yu Chi Shou rolled his eyes. **"Fine, Ding Ding."** Finally satisfied, Dongfang Minghui smiled, "Ding Ding, let him in. We should move on."