The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!

Zhuang Hong was stunned. Then he remembered that Yun Chujiu was full of bad ideas. He hesitated for a moment but still followed her.

Before he got close to the living room, he heard Yun Chujiu's loud voice. "Master, Master, Zhuang Hong has to address you as your brother in the future. He said that you are the big brother and he is the little brother!"

Zhuang Hong almost sat on the ground. This B * Tch was simply spouting nonsense!

Master Ouyang's face darkened. "What nonsense are you spouting? What a mess!"

Zhuang Hong also barged in at this time and said angrily, "Yun Chujiu, you're spouting nonsense. When have I ever said that?"

Yun chujiu blinked her eyes. "Master, Zhuang Hong told me that he and I are not in the same batch of disciples, so we have to address him as martial uncle. Then the problem comes. You are my master, and he is my martial uncle. Then aren't you in the same generation as him?"

Master Ouyang was stunned. He didn't pay attention to these forms of address in the past, but now it seemed that it was a little inappropriate. However, how should he address her?

"Master, how about this? In any case, in the sect, only the elders and the successive disciples have a true master-disciple relationship. Then, it doesn't matter how many generations the successive disciples are, they can all address each other as the same generation."Yun chujiu suggested.

Master Ouyang felt that it made sense. Although it was a little rough, at least it wouldn't be messy.

Zhuang Hong wanted to object, but he knew that he would be rebuked by Yun Chujiu if he said it out loud. Therefore, he didn't say anything, but he had some plans in his mind.

After Zhuang Hong left, Hei Xinjiu said with a smile, "Master, don't you think I'm quite smart? If you have anything that takes time and effort, you can teach me to do it. I guarantee that I will help you complete it beautifully."

Master Ouyang glanced at Yun Chujiu and pondered for a moment, he said, "It just so happens that the account of the Spirit Stone mine has been handed over in the next few days. If you have time, help master check it and see if they have tampered with it."

Hearing that, Yun Chujiu curled her lips slightly. This was simply a trivial matter, so she said, "No problem. Master, where is the account book? I promise to find out all the tricks in it."

Master Ouyang looked at her with a complicated expression, and then... a pile of account books appeared on the ground.

Yun Chujiu looked at the small mountain of account books, and her heart was like a dog that was complaining. Old Man Ouyang was just messing with her, right?

Master Ouyang coughed a few times, "The affairs in the sect are complicated, so the account books have been piling up in my place, and I have never had time to check them. Since you are so smart, take them back and check them slowly!"

Hei Xinjiu had already bragged, but she could not slap herself in the face. She had no choice but to put the accounts into her storage ring and return to her own yard.

Looking at the mountains of accounts in the yard, she felt that her head was about to explode! As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it was. Old Man Ouyang had seen through her thoughts, so he had made such a move to show her off.

She had a photographic memory, and she was extremely smart. However, with so many accounts, how long would it take to review them? !

Just as she was worrying, the Drifters thought that these account books were new toys that Yun Chujiu had gotten for them. They crowded around and threw the account books around, enjoying themselves.

Yun Chujiu's head was buzzing. She stomped her feet and shouted, "Put them down! These are not toys for you!"

The more Hei Xinjiu shouted, the more excited the Drifters became. They thought... it was too f * cking fun!